I see when men love women. They give them but a little of their lives. But women, when they love, give everything.

—Oscar Wilde   (via thatkindofwoman)

(Source: teenager90s)

Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgement that
something else is more important than fear.

—Ambrose Redmoon 

(via thatkindofwoman)

(Source: hqlines)

I don’t know why people teach kids about "pimples" and "hormones" and "armpit hair," and refrain from telling them that if they don’t achieve their billion-dollar dreams at the age of twenty-one, there will still be much more to life. And that when you fail at your first job, it isn’t going to be the end of the world. And eventually you will realize that each person’s world is different and your only job is to figure out what your best world can be.

—Hannah Hart (otherwise known as Genius)

(Source: falterunbroken)

gentlemansessentials:

Mouton Rothschild 1918


Gentleman’s Essentials

gentlemansessentials:

Mouton Rothschild 1918


Gentleman’s Essentials

occhichemiuccidono:

my paradise - https://weheartit.com/entry/136570918

hoodbypussy:

Évolution inversée

“It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint like a child.”
― Pablo Picasso

leaveyouapen:

And you don't need to beat nature into submission. Why be hostile to nature? Because after all, you ARE a symptom of nature. You, as a human being, you grow out of this physical universe in exactly the same way an apple grows off an apple tree.

leaveyouapen:

And you don't need to beat nature into submission. Why be hostile to nature? Because after all, you ARE a symptom of nature. You, as a human being, you grow out of this physical universe in exactly the same way an apple grows off an apple tree.
hyacinth-purple:


Stairway to Heaven.
Left After Assad Bombing in Aleppo


Oh my gosh

hyacinth-purple:

Stairway to Heaven.

Left After Assad Bombing in Aleppo

Oh my gosh

(Source: thelastrefia)

"How often", she asked me the night before
“Do you think it’s okay to fall apart?”

We live in a “break it, you pay” kind of culture

A handle falls off of
A coffee mug and suddenly- the entire thing is useless. We lean to sweep evidence beneath the rug, throw broken pieces into a paper bag and never think about them again.

The Japanese knew another way. They mended their broken vases with gold, aggrandized the sharp corners and turned shards of broken pottery into basins that hold light
Together.

But here, there’s no room for mistakes.

We give up so easily- on broken toys, snapped piano legs, on each other- and we make believe that even out tongues are bulletproof, as if we are stronger than what these fragile bones can take.

We don’t forgive our broken bowls. We don’t learn to piece them back together. We trip over our own skeletons.

And sweep them back beneath our skin; collect the splattering of our sorrows and flush them down the toilet like

Secrets. Were so ashamed of that which fumbles and falls through our fingers that we forget that

There’s another way; another way instead of going through our days buying coffee at five A.M. And fucking above the covers while rattling and spilling over, our insides bleeding from all the damn glass.

We were never taught that
By the end our lives, we didn’t have to be made of a hundred million cracks. We were never taught that we could have it differently, that we could piece ourselves back together with light,

That our bodies could burn from the inside out.

—"Kintsugi" by Shinji Moon
“The Anatomy of Being” (via theminorwars)

(Source: silentvixen)