You must not reduce yourself to a puddle just because the person you like is afraid to swim and you are a fierce sea to them; because there will be someone who was born with love of the waves within their blood, and they will look at you with fear and respect.

— T.B. LaBerge // Things I’m Still Learning at 25 (via tblaberge)

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Pardon My Sanity In A World Insane

Emily Dickinson (via introspectivepoet)

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I chose to stay present,
to unlearn how to unlove,
to love,
and to practice
my worthiness of it.

— Buddy Wakefield, “Amplified Stillness’ (via loverofstories)

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You are most powerful when you are most silent. People never expect silence. They expect words, motion, defense, offense, back and forth. They expect to leap into the fray. They are ready, fists up, words hanging, leaping from their mouths. Silence? No.

All Rivers Flow to the Sea, Alison McGhee (via seabois)

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hush-syrup:

Loreena McKennitt singing Prospero’s Speech from Shakespeare’s The Tempest.

Now my charms are all o’erthrown,
and what strength I have’s mine own,
which is most faint: now, ‘tis true,
I must be here confined by you.

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