“

Oh, the places you’ll go! There is fun to be done!
There are points to be scored. There are games to be won.
And the magical things you can do with that ball
will make you the winning-est winner of all.
Fame! You’ll be as famous as famous can be,
with the whole wide world watching you win on TV.

Except when they don’t
Because, sometimes they won’t.

I’m afraid that some times
you’ll play lonely games too.
Games you can’t win
‘cause you’ll play against you.

” by Dr. Seuss, Oh, the Places You’ll Go!

“I’ve decided not to fall in love again. It’s a disgusting habit” by Anna Karina in Pierrot Le Fou (1965)

“All art is erotic.” by Gustav Klimt

“I can’t explain what I mean. And even if I could, I’m not sure I’d feel like it.” by J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye

“The trouble is, you think you have time.” by Buddha

“I must have flowers, always, and always.” by Claude Monet

“I see you everywhere, in the stars, in the river, to me you’re everything that exists; the reality of everything.” by Virginia Woolf, Night and Day

“Happy ending? There are no happy endings. Endings are the saddest part. So just give me a happy middle and a very happy start.” by Shel Silverstein

“My heart was too big for my body, so I let it go.” by Anis Mojgani

願わくは
花の下にて
春死なむ

Let me die in spring
under the blossoming trees 

(Source: jarrodis)

“As if to build a fence around the fatal emptiness inside her, she had to create a sunny person that she became. But if you peeled away the ornamental egos that she had built, there was only an abyss of nothingness and the intense thirst that came with it. Though she tried to forget it, the nothingness would visit her periodically - on a lonely rainy afternoon, or at dawn when she woke up from a nightmare. What she needed at such times was to be held by someone, anyone.” by Haruki Murakami

(Source: jarrodis)

“I was born lost and take no pleasure in being found.” by John Steinbeck

“I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can.” by Jack Gilbert

“Because there’s nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it’s sent away.” by Sarah Kay