You know that place between sleep and awake, that place where you still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you. That’s where I’ll be waiting.
Hook, 1991 (via mishproductions)
I am not handling his death well. In fact, I am crying over the outpouring of memories and condolences.
My brother and I probably watched Mrs. Doubtfire and Hook 1,000 times each when we were young. In college my favourite movies were What Dreams May Come, Dead Poet’s Society and Good Will Hunting. Patch Adams shifted my entire worldview.
His work made a lasting impression and he made me feel ok to be creative and passionate and weird. Truly a loss today.
We forget we’re mostly water till the rain falls and every atom in our body starts to go home.
I’ve never seen any life transformation that didn’t begin with the person in question finally getting tired of their own bullshit.
My idea of rich is that you can buy every book you ever want without looking at the price and you’re never around assholes. That’s the two things to really fight for in life.
John Waters (via ellens)
Hello dream life.
The world is big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark.
John Muir (via thatkindofwoman)
John Muir is on my “always reblog” list
(as are Steinbeck and Vonnegut)
Sometimes you just have to take a day to shut the world out so you can open up to yourself and deal with the chaos inside of you. And you don’t need to feel guilty or apologize or try to justify needing space. You just do what you need to do to take care of yourself, and that’s it. No explanation needed.
When you love something, you don’t threaten it. You don’t punish it. You fight for it. You take care of it. You put it first.
Leslie Knope, Parks and Recreation (via population-e)
I will leave May 2014 with one parting thought:
I am overwhelmingly lucky to have love, in all it’s manifestations, fill my my life. I have cried so many times this month in wonder and thanks for the people that surround me and allow me the opportunity to love them back.
I am learning to love furiously. I am fighting for beauty and good and love in the world and I will continue to support those who are in this fight with me.
I will put love first.
Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.
I just want to have a completely adventurous, passionate, weird life.
but I love your feet
only because they walked
upon the earth and upon
the wind and upon the waters,
until they found me.