this is one of those rare times where I really really need my boyfriend but his internet doesn’t work and he can’t answer the phone. I wish more than anything that he was here and could make everything around me disappear.
“And in the beginning, my lungs had too much air in them, whenever you were near, like I could never breathe out enough.
And in the end, my throat closed, whenever you were far, like I could never breathe in again.”—I Wrote This For You: The Art Of Breathing (via kari-shma)
“I care,” he said in a trembling voice. “I care so much that I do not know how to tell you without it seeming inconsequential compared to how I feel. Even if I am distant at times and seem as if I do not want to be with you, it is only because this scares me, too.”—
“I would say to young people a number of things, and I have only one minute. I would say let them remember that there is a meaning beyond absurdity. Let them be sure that every little deed counts, that every word has power, and that we can do, everyone, our share to redeem the world, in spite of all absurdities, and all the frustrations, and all the disappointment. And above all, remember that the meaning of life is to build life as if it were a work of art. You’re not a machine. When you’re young, start working on this great work of art called your own existence.”—Rabbi Abraham Heschel, 1972 Meet the Press interview with Carl Stern (via wordslessspoken)
“Maybe we’re not supposed to be happy. Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. Maybe we’re thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we’re thankful for the things we’ll never know. At the end of the day, the fact that we have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate.”—Grey’s Anatomy (via thefreenomad)
“I didn’t plan on falling in love with you, and I doubt you planned on falling in love with me. But once we met, it was clear that neither of us could control what was happening to us. We fell in love, despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created. For me, love like that has happened only once and that’s why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. I’ll never forget a single moment of it.”—The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks (via samichann)