Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try...– Truer words were never spoken…. Paulo Coelho (via kari-shma)
Why is it we want so badly to memorialize ourselves? Even while we’re still...– Good question & a wise man once said there are no answers, only questions. Margaret Atwood (via soul-surfer)
The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry
The Peace of Wild Things When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into the presence of still water....
It's National Poetry Month
We Are Hard on Each Other by Margaret Atwood i We are hard on each other and call it honesty, choosing our jagged truths with care and aiming them across the neutral table. The things we say are true; it is our crooked aims, our choices turn them criminal. ii Of course your lies are more amusing: you make them new each time. Your truths, painful and boring repeat themselves over & over perhaps...
Anonymous asked: What happened to the #bringbacklife on twitter? I get no results when I search for it.
inthelandof-finn asked: Do you know what time it is?