Texts are secrets. They’re little mementos of inclusion and excitement you can read over and over. They’re letters, journal entries, notes passed in class. Because we like to hold onto words that mean something to us. We like re-read and remember and re-live that moment when he said, “I miss you,” or even just “Merry Christmas” because you know they mean the same thing…And when I text my best friend, “He texted me! ” and she replies, “Yay!”, we’re not a generation lost staring at screens. We’re in corsets being handed scrolls sealed with his coat-of-arms. We’re in sundresses waiting for the postman to drop his letter. We’re on swing sets hoping to circle ‘yes’ or ‘no.’ We’re a million starry eyes still staring at the same starry skies with fingers crossed and hopes high.
DateByNumbers No Texting, No Exceptions on CollegeCandy (via datebynumbers)
Life really begins when you have discovered that you can do anything you want.
How to Avoid Work – lovely 1949 guide to doing what you love. (via explore-blog)
My theory is that every moment — even when you’re by yourself in the bathroom, you are trying to live up to certain status requirements as if someone were watching … It’s only when your life is in danger that you drop all that.
Tom Wolfe on his sociological approach to writing.
(↬ nprfreshair)
Resilience is an ongoing, delicate process balancing toughness and tenderness.
‘Whatever marriage is, it isn’t that.’
‘Isn’t what, Harriet?’
‘Letting your affection corrupt your judgement. What kind of life could we have if I knew that you had become less than yourself by marrying me?’
Dorothy L. Sayers, Busman’s Honeymoon (via smokeandsong)
naked cuddles are the best cuddles
Writers don’t write from experience, though many are resistant to admit that they don’t. I want to be clear about this. If you wrote from experience, you’d get maybe one book, maybe three poems. Writers write from empathy.
Nikki Giovanni (via amandaonwriting)
