February 2011
It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, cannot be heard, cannot be smelt. It lies...
– J.R.R. Tolkien - The Hobbit
January 2011
6 tags
Abstract Thought Of The Day
Nothing that is broken is beyond repair; it is simply a matter of how much time you are willing to spend in order to fix it.
There is no amount of brokenness that is too time consuming for a God that is the author of time. So no matter how shattered you feel, you can be mended. And you can be used as if you were brand new with the price tag still attached. It might take time and it might hurt;...
All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old...
– JRR Tolkien (via thebridgecity)
Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to...
– Sigmund Freud (via mols)
I found this quite thought provoking.
Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to...
– Sigmund Freud (via mols)
I found this quite thought provoking.
There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion that if by...
– H.W. Longfellow (via loveyourchaos)
I love this. So very much.
4 tags
Abstract Thought Of The Day
There is nothing more beautiful to me than being seeing God in someone else. In what they say. In how they act. In how they treat others. It spills out of them onto everything they touch. I guess a simple word for it would be “character”. It is a rare thing to find. And when it’s found, I can’t help but admire it.
sdrye:
randomnessofthemind:
daphneemarie:
jlols:
Playable Mario reblog? Win.
This is amazing.
excuse me while I waste my life…
I AM OBSESSED.
YES.
“If I could be any part of you, I’d be your tears. To be conceived in your heart, born in your eyes, live on your cheeks, and die on your lips.”
—Unknown
5 tags
Abstract Thought Of The Day
Sometimes I wonder which is better, two perfect hearts tied together or two broken ones fused along their fault lines.
Fire and Ice
“Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.”
—Robert Frost
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs,
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes,
Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers’ tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall and a preserving sweet.”
—William Shakespeare
Romeo and Juliet, 1.1.191-5