The mind of a writer can be a truly terrifying thing. Isolated, neurotic, caffeine addled, crippled by procrastination, consumed by feelings of panic, self-loathing and soul-crushing inadequacy… and that’s on a good day.
— Robert De Niro (via maxkirin)
I’d choose you. In a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.
— (via dustofsleep)
I believe in Islam like I believe in the sun. Not because I can see it, but because by it, I see everything else.
— Daily reminder (via blvcknvy)
Moonlight is sculpture; sunlight is painting.
— Hawthorne, American Note-Books, 1838 (via lucybiederman)
I’m self-sufficient. I spend a lot of time on my own and I shut off quite easily. When I communicate, I communicate 900 per cent, then I shut off, which scares people sometimes.
— Bjork on ‘Self-Sufficiency (via psych-facts)
Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning.
— Gloria Steinem (via psych-facts)