You are the sky, everything else is just weather.


Sophie. 21. Sydney.

"I am the river
and you are its blue, burning current.”
— Thomas Lux, from Early Blur (via hellanne)
"I have this vision: That I would finally come and find you. Scattered pieces of distance would not stand in my way. Not needing words; the barest of glimpses would suffice for you and me.”
— Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena (via hellanne)
"But mostly I just stand in the dark field,
in the middle of the world, breathing —”
— Mary Oliver, from What Is There Beyond Knowing (via violentwavesofemotion)
"I cannot understand why the world is arranged as it is.”
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov  (via mercurieux)
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I wish I were a poet.

…the vast majority of the universe is composed of dark matter. The fragile balance depends on things we’ll never be able to see, hear, smell, taste, or touch. Life itself depends on them.
What’s real? What isn’t real?
Maybe those aren’t the right questions to be asking.
What does life depend on?

I wish I had made things for life to depend on.

— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via hellanne)
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