"Tell me, enigmatical man, whom do you love best, your father,
Your mother, your sister, or your brother?
I have neither father, nor mother, nor sister, nor brother.
Your friends?
Now you use a word whose meaning I have never known.
Your country?
I do not know in what latitude it lies.
Beauty?
I could indeed love her, Goddess and Immortal.
Gold?
I hate it as you hate God.
Then, what do you love, extraordinary stranger?
I love the clouds the clouds that pass up there
Up there the wonderful clouds!”
― Charles Baudelaire"
- (via journalofanobody)
"The first step to expanding your reality is to discard the tendency to exclude things from possibility."
- Meridjet (via goldenekinder)
(Source: emotional-algebra, via journalofanobody)
"I read and am liberated. I acquire objectivity. I cease being myself and so scattered. And what I read, instead of being like a nearly invisible suit that sometimes oppresses me, is the external world’s tremendous and remarkable clarity, the sun that sees everyone, the moon that splotches the still earth with shadows, the wide expanses that end in the sea, the blackly solid trees whose tops greenly wave, the steady peace of ponds on farms, the terraced slopes with their paths overgrown by grape-vines.”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet"
- (via journalofanobody)
"I came back from those holiest waters new,/ remade, reborn, like a sun-wakened tree / that spreads new foliage to the Spring dew / in sweetest freshness,healed of Winter’s scars; / perfect, pure, and ready for the Stars."
- The Purgatorio by Dante Alighieri, translated by John Ciardi (thank you, thejetplanexpxp)
(Source: the-final-sentence, via journalofanobody)
"Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases from being shared."
- Buddha (via unrequitedhappiness)
"Every word is changed when spoken."
- Stanley Moss, Poetry International Festival 1995, via Twitter (via growing-orbits)
(via apoetreflects)
"To love one person
Forges a new language,
Those who’ve been there,
Know."
- A. S. Kline, from “All The Tongues”, with thanks to ahuntersheart (via apoetreflects)
(via apoetreflects)
