So I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache.
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

(Source: mojitosandblow)

Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray.
Rumi
Do not grow old, no matter how long you live. Never cease to stand like curious children before the Great Mystery into which we were born.
Albert Einstein

(Source: slychedelic)

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so many beetles all over my house lying on their backs because they’ve fallen and can’t get up, so they die. it’s really sad actually. one almost dove right into my tea that my wonderful roommate just made for me, on his way down. 

Let no man pull you low enough to hate him.
Martin Luther King, Jr.