“Open your heart. Someone will come. Someone will come for you. But first you must open your heart.”
— Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane
(via books-n-quotes)
for months, you turn back on yourself like the moon.
you lie in the fields & offer your grief to ground
but it refuses. night pours like syrup over your chest.
tell it how you never want to call the thing that
holds you a garden again.
If you can’t picture yourself with them slow dancing in the kitchen at midnight eating ice cream or dancing in the kitchen with the windows open, big t-shirts on, and singing into a spatula while making pancakes on a Sunday morning then they’re not worth it. It’s all about who you see dancing in the kitchen.
Eat better. Run more. Squat more. Sleep earlier. Wake up earlier. Make a good breakfast. Drink water. Eat fruits. Read books. Adventure. Talk less. Listen more. Feel deeper. Love better. Open your eyes. Experience life. Be happy.
Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.
Take your time getting dressed this morning; read a book, make yourself some breakfast. The world can wait.
My heart wasn’t supposed to break for an almost lover. But it did.
And God, it hurt like hell.
“Open your heart. Someone will come. Someone will come for you. But first you must open your heart.”
— Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane
(via books-n-quotes)
“I want to tell you about your heart—you’ve probably been neglecting your heart—and you don’t know.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise
“My heart is burning a hole in my chest and every time you speak to me, it keeps sinking, and I’m left with nothing but ashes. I wish she were talking to me, because the more she speaks to me, the more my heart flutters like a rising phoenix.”
— Karen Quan (via lovelustquotes)