The silence was enchanting. Infinite space seemed to enter it, and my spirit, alone with the stars, seemed capable of any adventure.
- W. Somerset Maugham, The Summing Up (via heartmindawakening)
I overcame myself, the sufferer; I carried my own ashes to the mountains; I invented a brighter flame for myself.
- Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra (via justalittlegreen)
The Greek word for “return” is nostos. Algos means “suffering.” So nostalgia is the suffering caused by an unappeased yearning to return.
- Milan Kundera, ”Ignorance” (via heartmindawakening)
I dream. Sometimes I think that’s the only right thing to do.
- Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart (via katisque)
There is nothing staid, nothing settled, in this universe. All is rippling, all is dancing; all is quickness and triumph.
- Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via justalittlegreen)
He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.
- Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina (via bookmania)
