Tact is the ability to tell someone to go to hell in such a way that they look forward to the trip.

Inelegantly, and without my consent, time passed.

Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.

if i believe
in death be sure
of this
it is

because you have loved me,
moon and sunset
stars and flowers
gold crescendo and silver muting.

No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness.


Bethany Pierce, Feeling for Bones

Come quickly, I am drinking the stars!

how stupid of me; to think I was the only flower in your garden.


Ali Shaw, The Girl with Glass Feet

Even death has a heart.

Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on.
I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.

John Muir

Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to
museums, and parks, and monuments,
and kiss you in every beautiful
place, so that you can
never go back to them
without tasting me
like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most
beautiful way possible.
And when I leave
you will finally understand,
why storms are named after people.

She was like the wilted flowers. Beautiful, yet slowly dying.

the next time you have your coffee black
you will taste the bitter state he left you in.
it will make you weep but you will never stop drinking you’d rather have the most darkest parts of him, than be left with none.