I hope that someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight, and that’s all they do. They don’t pull away. They don’t look at your face. They don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms, without an ounce of selfishness in it.
— Jenna, Waitress (via fawun)
The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain signing to it - you and you alone make me feel that I am alive - Other men, it is said, have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.
— George Moore (1852-1933) Irish Writer (via hoodoothatvoodoo)
My real self wanders elsewhere, far away, wanders on and on invisibly and has nothing to do with my life.
— Hermann Hesse (via in-the-middle-of-a-daydream)
Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
— Khalil Gibran (via fleurdulys)
