itsmypersonitisme

petaltexturedskies:

As if a tenderness awoke, a tenderness that did not tire, something healing.
Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems; “Three Women” wr. c. March 1962

(via slowmoliving)

We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.

Anais Nin (via thoughtkick)

(via thoughtkick)

carpethedamndiem:

“I walk into the fire always, and come out more alive.”
- Anaïs Nin

virginiewoolf:

Safia Elhillo, from “Summer,” Girls That Never Die.

(via soulmvtes)

shesbeenmarooned:

And I tell people who struggle with poetry that’s how you should experience poetry too, the way you experience weather. You shouldn’t go into it saying, ‘What is the code? What is the meaning? How do I solve this riddle?’ It’s not a riddle, it’s an atmosphere. And I think that the more I talk to you, the more I feel that you’re a weather-maker as well as a hope-keeper. I think that’s ultimately what we do – we create atmospheres people can embody.
Ocean Vuong, in an interview with Björk

thinkingimages:

Dash Snow

phantomladyoverparis:
“ Quartet Number One (1991), dir. Jonas Mekas
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