Girls aren’t beautiful, they’re pretty. Beautiful is too heavy a word to assign to a girl. Women are beautiful because their faces show that they know they have lost something and picked up something else.
"Eu gosto de tomar café e de ler sozinho. Eu gosto de pegar ônibus e andar de volta pra casa sozinho. Isso me dá tempo pra pensar e abrir minha cabeça. Eu gosto de comer e ouvir minha música sozinho…
… mas quando eu vejo uma mãe com seu filho, um cara com sua namorada, ou alguém gargalhando junto com seu grande amigo; eu percebo que ainda que eu goste de estar sozinho não está nos meus planos … ser sozinho.”
“Let others lead small lives, but not you.. Let others argue over small things, but not you.. Let others cry over small hurts, but not you.. Let others leave their future in someone else’s hands, but not you.”—Jim Rohn (via quotes-shape-us)
“Don’t do it. Unless it comes out of your soul like a rocket, unless being still would drive you to madness or suicide or murder, don’t do it. Unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don’t do it. When it is truly time, and if you have been chosen, it will do it by itself and it will keep on doing it until you die or it dies in you. There is no other way. And there never was.”—Charles Bukowski (via coffeestainedheart)
Find someone who makes you realize three things: one, that home is not a place, but a feeling. Two, that time is not measured by a clock, but by moments. And three, that heartbeats are not heard, but felt and shared.