— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn’t beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul.”

— thepenaddict83

“I’ve been blessed with a beautiful mind but what a dangerous place it has become
It holds me captive by obsessing but it’s a masterpiece to some
I could never live a life of simplicity, I over think my every move
It forces me to toward perfection as if I have something to prove
It diminishes my craving for much needed seclusion
It turns my realistic thoughts into parallel illusions
It overpowers my intuition and forces me to make mistakes
It makes me take chances, putting any and everything at stake
It demands I share my thoughts, I can’t keep anything I feel in
It gives me the best justifications as I partake in sin
It reminds that I’m human and of all my pros and cons combined
It taught me that there’s a reason I’m a Prisoner of my own Mind….. -”

Tangled

let me just talk about how rapunzel’s parents didn’t need a single line of dialogue to tell their story and i cried every time they were on screen because they were just so beautiful and expressive

Let me add that the animation in this movie is one of the most incredible things I have ever seen. Everytime I see a gif or a video, I’m reminded that this is by far part of the pinnacle of 3D animation and something I will always look up to as an animator too. I weep internally at how good it is ok.

"When you’re in a garden, which flowers do you pick?"

“

"Mom, why do the best people die?"

"When you’re in a garden, which flowers do you pick?"

"The most beautiful ones."

”

— Gate Keeper, CCXCV

“Stop romanticizing the past.
Stop thinking about the way he smelled on your pillow beside at three A.M.
Stop remembering how high you could get off of her kiss.
Stop wondering where it went wrong, or why it went wrong, or when.

Start romanticizing yourself.
Start staring in the mirror and telling yourself how the fire in your eyes is there, no matter how dim.
Start wanting to hear the sound of your own laugh because it’s the most pure music you know.
Start feeling your own heartbeat in the dead of night when nothing goes right.

Stop fighting off tears.
Stop talking to people who won’t listen.
Stop feeling like this is over.

You’re just beginning, love.

Start crying at two in the morning, even though you’ll never understand why.
Start talking to the ceiling and your pillow; they won’t betray you.
Start listening to your own breathing when you fall asleep.

It’s time, dear, to stop looking at what could have been.
Because, my precious sweetheart, you should be all you will ever need.

His cologne is a perk that you can live without.
Her lipstick on your lips is a smudge you can live without.
Your joy?

Your joy, dearest darling, you cannot live without.”

— Perspectives, Nikita Gill

“Some people are born with tornados in their lives,

but constellations in their eyes.

Other people are born with stars at their feet,

but their souls are lost at sea.”

Clueless

— Margaret Atwood

“When we think of the past, it’s the beautiful things we pick out. We want to believe it was all like that.”

Even her shadow is fabulous

— Glenda Millard, A Small Free Kiss in the Dark

“She reminded me of the sea; the way she came dancing towards you, wild and beautiful, and just when she was almost close enough to touch she’d rush away again.”

— i.c. // to the ones who lost their best friend (via delicatepoetry)

“She always loved the sea, but that never explained

why I saw shipwrecks in her smile. She was the type

of girl that slipped out of your fingers like sand,

especially when you tried to hold on too tight, she

didn’t like being too close. She’d crash into men like

the waves crashed into rocks, she thought she would

find herself in them but she never did. I told her she

already had something. I told her that the emotions

she held inside her were gifts to be written and given,

but instead she swallowed pills that took them away.

She asked me if I believed in heaven and I said yes,

and followed it with a don’t go without me. She shook

away the smile on her face and said one day she’d meet

me between the sea and the sun, I didn’t understand

what the hell she meant so I just said okay. It wasn’t

until the next day I called her in the morning and got no

answer, no answer, no answer.

The last time I caught a glimpse of her was when I set

her ashes free, between the sun and the sea. Where

she wanted to be.”

— Childish Gambin

“I think she’s special. She doesn’t need anyone. Like that’s the thing. Even if we were together, she wouldn’t really belong to me. She doesn’t belong to anything. She’s off in her own world…”

a fragile heart

a fragile heart

a vulnerable soul

beautifully broken

yet somehow

still whole 

— Lawrence M. Krauss

“Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: You are all stardust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements - the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution and for life - weren’t created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars, and the only way for them to get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode. So, forget Jesus. The stars died so that you could be here today.”

I am a princess…

— Fall in love with a girl who writes by rbcages

“Fall in love with a girl who writes;
she will turn the freckles on your skin
into metaphors about stars and the galaxy
and make you fall in love with them.

Fall in love with a girl who writes;
she will turn your dull jokes into songs
that she’ll sing to you at 2am on a Tuesday
and make you fall in love with them.

Fall in love with a girl who writes;
she will turn your sadness
into stories about love and loss
and make you fall in love with them.

Fall in love with a girl who writes;
she will turn all of your flaws and mishaps
into beautiful words
and make you understand why she loves you.”

— Wouldn’t It Be Wonderful, l.h.k.

“I hope you fall in love
With someone who always texts back and never lets
You fall asleep thinking you’re
Unwanted.
I hope you fall in love with someone
Who holds your hand during the scary parts of
Horror movies and burns
Cookies with you when you’re
Too busy dancing around the
Kitchen.
I hope you fall in love with
Someone who sees galaxies in your eyes
And hears music in your
Heartbeats.
I hope you fall in love with someone who
Tickles you and makes you smile
On hard days and on easy
Ones.
But beyond all that I hope
You fall in love with someone
Who will never leave you behind
And who will never take you
For granted, someone who
Will stand by you when you’re
Right and stand by you
When you’re wrong,
Someone who has seen you at your worst
And has loved you
Still.
I hope you fall in love
With someone who
Kisses you in the rain
And hugs you in the cold and
Wouldn’t have you any other
Way.”

— Terry Pratchett, Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch

“She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful: something to be admired from a distance, not up close.”

— Johnny Depp

“I suppose nowadays it’s all a question of surgery, isn’t it? Of course the notion is beautiful, the idea of staying a boy and a child forever, and I think you can. I have known plenty of people who, in their later years, had the energy of children and the kind of curiosity and fascination with things like little children. I think we can keep that, and I think it’s important to keep that part of staying young. But I also think it’s great fun growing old.”

— William Phelps

“The happiest people are those who think the most interesting thoughts. Those who decide to use leisure as a means of mental development, who love good music, good books, good pictures, good company, good conversation, are the happiest people in the world. And they are not only happy in themselves, they are the cause of happiness in others.”