We have no right to ask when sorrow comes, “Why did this happen to me?” unless we ask the same question for every moment of happiness that comes our way.
~Author Unknown (via justbesplendid)
(via misswallflower)
Of course it matters. Let’s say if I’m a bitch *ignores laughter from classes* then I interact with you, would you hate me? If I’m bitchy, I mean. The relationship between you and me would be bad, right? And if I was a really nice person, what sort of relationship would I have with people? … *pause* … A hypocritical one, I don’t believe such nice people exist.
Ms Ng, on the relevance of characterization to relationships. (via awkwardsmile)
HAHA
incomplete lullaby
lisa mitchelllike a burning leaf of an open book
like a pounding sea
like a messy climb
when your eyes first met with mine
like a broken word
like a tragic smile
like a thousand steps
or a single mile
like a lonely chance
like a savage blow
when you turned and said hello
with friends (via bonnie tsang photography)
I have noticed that if you look carefully at people’s eyes the first five seconds they look at you, the truth of their feelings will shine through for just an instant before it flickers away.
Sue Monk Kidd, The Secret Life of Bees (via overflowing) (via readbooks) (via shorttimesecondhand) (via boxofrandomness)
lifeswonders: Picture taken from: Marcello’s Homepage
The reason people find it so hard to be happy is that they always see the past better than it was, the present worse than it is, and the future less resolved than it will be.
Marcel Pagnol (via littlemiss)
Chuck: NYU is hard, but Blair Waldorf does not give up.
Blair: I’m not giving up, i’ve made a strategic retreat.
Chuck: Potato-Potato.
Blair: You don’t understand.
Chuck: I do understand, let me help.
Blair: No, Chuck! NYU is not the Upper East Side, they don’t care about Constance or the social high arcy. They don’t care that i’m Blair Waldorf! It’s over.
Chuck: And you’d do this to me?
Blair: What are you talking about?
Chuck: I’m Chuck Bass, and I told you I love you. You’re saying i’m easier to win over than a bunch of pseudo intellectual homesick malcontents. You’d really insult me like that?
Blair: Is that how it is?
Chuck: That’s exactly how it is. So the next time you forgot you’re Blair Waldorf, remember i’m Chuck Bass, and I love you.
None of your reality is hidden from you. It is merely
ignored, or you are not paying attention. In a manner of speaking,
figuratively your communications to yourself are similar to your telephone
ringing. If you engage your telephone and you engage the receiver, you receive
the message and the telephone stops ringing. If you do not engage receiving,
it continues to ring.ELIAS
target (via mytickledpink)
