You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again.
Azar Nafisi, Reading Lolita in Tehran (via psych-facts)
— Nelly Sachs, from “The Seeker.”
imagine if the oceans were replaced by forests and if you went into the forest the trees would get taller the deeper you went and there’d be thousands of undiscovered species and you could effectively walk across the ocean but the deeper you went, the darker it would be and the animals would get progressively scarier and more dangerous and instead of whales there’d be giant deer and just wow
“My eyes were glued on life and they were full of tears.”
— Jack Kerouac, from “Atop an Underwood: Early Stories and Other Writings,”
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not to sound like a victorian woman suffering from hysteria but i do think going to the sea would fix me
You say you want to be king - so when I burn your kingdom down, I’ll make sure you’re still chained to the throne.
‘this queen is not a pawn in your arsenal’(d.s.)