You are like night, calmed, constellated.
Your silence is star-like, as distant, as true.
— Pablo Neruda, ”I Like You Calm, As If You Were Absent” (via orchidetelm)
If only human beings could reverse their spirits and their bodies, could gracefully turn them inside out like rose petals and expose them to the spring breeze and to the sun.
— Yukio Mishima, The Temple of the Golden Pavilion (via fourteendrawings)
It’s hard to stay mad when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once and it’s too much. My heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst and then I remember to relax and stop trying to hold onto it. And then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life.
— American Beauty (via loveage-moondream)