Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.The Little Prince (via psych-facts)
off her mouth
and put them
into a dawn-colored vase
was worth it.
BecauseRichard Brautigan, The Wait (via kvtes)
(Source: theburnthatkeepseverything, via kvtes)
One should absorbe the colour of life, but one should never remember its details. Details are always vulgar.Oscar Wilde (via feellng)