"…I have lived through worse times, and am still more or less alive, and if I am not going to write for myself, I shall have more time to write to you, to enjoy the nearness of you, this nearness which I have created by thinking, by writing, and by fighting with all the strength of my soul—but you, you will not be able to love me any more."
"I don’t wonder why I love you, I don’t have to know. It’s just so. I adore you from your head down to your baby toe. It’s just so. Sometimes I get scared and hesitate because it seems strange to be so intimate. It makes me uncomfortable but I’ll get used to it. I don’t want to hide it now I need to let it show. It’s just so. When you hold me close I feel a warm and happy glow. It’s just so. Sometimes I’m unsure if you’re the one or my best friend who I’m clinging to. My feelings change so quickly so I’ll trust you to lead me."
"There is something of the lunatic asylum in my life. Innocent, and certainly guilty as well, I am locked up, not in a cell, but in this town […]"
A Poison Tree
I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I waterd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole.
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see,
My foe outstretchd beneath the tree.
— William Blake
"There will be a few times in your life when all your instincts will tell you to do something, something that defies logic, upsets your plans, and may seem crazy to others. When that happens, you do it. Listen to your instincts and ignore everything else. Ignore logic, ignore the odds, ignore the complications, and just go for it."
— Judith McNaught, Remember When (via seulray)
"Everybody has a heart. Except some people."