le seul problème mon amour c’est
que je ne peux vivre sans t’aimer…
by Alex Beaupain, Les Chansons d’amour (via mialennon)
(Source: lamelancolique, via starmaps)
Je peux vivre sans toi tu sais,
le seul problème mon amour c’est
que je ne peux vivre sans t’aimer…
by Alex Beaupain, Les Chansons d’amour (via mialennon)
le seul problème mon amour c’est
que je ne peux vivre sans t’aimer…
by Alex Beaupain, Les Chansons d’amour (via mialennon)
I like the sea: we understand one another. It is always yearning, sighing for something it cannot have; and so am I.
by Greta Garbo (via anditslove)
by Greta Garbo (via anditslove)
(Source: mizenscen, via anditslove)
Perhaps love is a minor madness. And as with madness, it’s unendurable alone. The one person who can relieve us is of course the sole person we cannot go to: the one we love. So instead we seek out allies, even among strangers and wives, fellow patients who, if they can’t touch the edge of our particular sorrow, have felt something that cuts nearly as deep.
by Andrew Sean Greer, The Story of a Marriage (via helplesslyamazed)
by Andrew Sean Greer, The Story of a Marriage (via helplesslyamazed)
(Source: quote-book, via lovebot)
Life shrinks or expands according to one’s courage.
by Anaïs Nin (via imfantasyparade)
by Anaïs Nin (via imfantasyparade)
(Source: quote-book)
Love is more talked about than surrendered to.
by —Charles Wright, section 1 of “Disjecta Membra” from Black Zodiac (Farrar, Straus & Giroux, 1997) via apoetreflects (via moonandmoon)
by —Charles Wright, section 1 of “Disjecta Membra” from Black Zodiac (Farrar, Straus & Giroux, 1997) via apoetreflects (via moonandmoon)
(via moonandmoon)
The best way to find out if you can trust somebody is to trust them.
by Ernest Hemingway (via kari-shma)
by Ernest Hemingway (via kari-shma)
Happiness isn’t what happens when you whistle along, pretending bad things don’t exist… Happiness is earned, like everything else. It’s achieved.
by Marisa de los Santos (via kari-shma)
by Marisa de los Santos (via kari-shma)
