anywhere you looked
August 2012
“When you do something noble and beautiful and nobody noticed, do not be sad. For the sun every morning is a beautiful spectacle and yet most of the audience still sleeps.”
—John Lennon (via -warmtea)
“[When I was a nail I loved only
the hammer. When I was a breeze I died
on a door.] When I was a fish
I swam without knowing not yet, or last
breath, or shore.” —Tessa Rumsey, from “Poem for the Old Year” (via the-final-sentence)
the hammer. When I was a breeze I died
on a door.] When I was a fish
I swam without knowing not yet, or last
breath, or shore.” —Tessa Rumsey, from “Poem for the Old Year” (via the-final-sentence)
Try as you may,
but you will never keep me.
The breeze within me
is a worldly thing,
and it cannot be held in the cup
surrounded by your suffocation.It cannot be kept
by your grasping,
desperate palms.
Oh nooo, I have to decide between taking anthropology or art history! Which one should I choose? :(
