[On soft Spring nights I’ll stand in the yard under the stars - Something good will come out of all things yet - And it will be golden and eternal just like that] - There’s no need to say another word.

—Jack Kerouac, from Big Sur (via the-final-sentence)

And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.

—W. B. Yeatsfrom “The Wanderings of Oisin,” in The Wanderings of Oisin and Other Poems (Kegan Paul and Co., 1889)

If fate doesn’t make you laugh, you just don’t get the joke.

—Gregory David Roberts (via observando)

It’s beautiful.

It’s beautiful.

(Source: Flickr / urbanpirate)


heavenly father // bon iver (6/30/14)

I feel like walking, do you feel like coming?


Fishing net making in Mekong Delta, Vietnam.


Fishing net making in Mekong Delta, Vietnam.

Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.

—William Saroyan, The Daring Young Man on the Flying Trapeze


All human accomplishment has the same origin, identically. Imagination is a force of nature. Is this not enough to make a person full of ecstasy? Imagination, imagination, imagination. It converts to actual. It sustains, it alters, it redeems!

Saul Bellow (June 10, 1915–April 5, 2005) in Henderson the Rain King

Song: “Imagine” by Eva Cassidy