March 2012
they simply never understand,
do they,
that sometimes solitude is
one of the...
– Charles Bukowski (via outcamethesun)
Between skin and skin, there is only light.
– John Fowles (via narcosis)
I wish people were all trees and I think I could enjoy them then.
– Georgia O’Keeffe, 1921 (via moonsiren)
The heart is like a flower - unless it is open it cannot release its fragrance...
– Osho (via dream-of-the-endless)
For your hair was full of roses, and my flesh was full of thorns.
– Aleister Crowley, La Gitana (via flowerlilies)
come back
believer in shade
believer in silence and elegance
believer in...
– W.S. Merwin (via fernsandmoss)