Forwarded from A𝐩𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞 ♩
Finally, in a low whisper, he said, “ I think I might be a terrible person." For a split second I believed him - I thought he was about to confess a crime, maybe a murder. Then realized that we all think we might be terrible people. But we only reveal this before asking someone to love us. It is a kind of undressing.
Forwarded from 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡
And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it’s all in my mind.
To be this passionate
Credit goes to @adanefirde on twitter
His words
"I am now frustrating myself on how much it is actually taking me to know myself"
Credit goes to @adanefirde on twitter
His words
"I am now frustrating myself on how much it is actually taking me to know myself"
Forwarded from Thoughts Hub (Hubeyb☁️)
Sometimes one has to put aside the idea of the tenderness and sensitivity of his feelings, and remember that he is strong, and that these days, with their weight, their injustice, their misery, will pass now, or tomorrow, or after twenty years, and to believe that this life will give him something one day, something that may not last even for one day. But it will give and this pain will end, even for a few hours. When they ask you about the true war of the soul, tell them that the truest battle is your ability to make this heart pure, fit for human life after all those surprises, pitfalls, failures and defeats, the real battle is your war with your heart so that it remains white despite all those battles, the human features in you never change.
Forwarded from Thoughts Hub (Hubeyb☁️)
Those who remain silent rise a little from the ground, their feet and bodies no longer clinging to it. Those who remain silent withdraw from the crowd of the earth to celebrate themselves. It is as if the celebration of one's self can only take place in isolation. As if celebrating life is nothing but silence.