“Memory can change the shape of a room; it can change the color of a car. And memories can be distorted. They’re just an interpretation, they’re not a record, and they’re irrelevant if you have the facts.”—Memento
“Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don’t blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being “in love”, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.”— Louis de Bernières (via mlq3)
“When you’re a kid, it’s simple. Christmas is magic. It’s a time of miracles, when reindeer can fly, and Frosty never melts. Then you get older. Somehow, things change. The magic begins to fade. Until something happens that reminds you, at Christmas time… miracles still can be found. Sometimes in the most unexpected places.”—The Wonder Years (via ericazucco)
so much I want to do. So many people I want to meet. So many things I want to learn. So many things I want to try. So many people I want to marry. So many places I want to go. So many things I want to see. So many ways I want to look. So many things I want to own. So many things I want to make.
And it’s all so overwhelming that it paralyses me from even getting out of my bed.
“You see a model walk down the street and she’s wearing jeans and a T-shirt, no make-up, her hair down, and she looks like a regular girl. For me just to look “natural” in a photo takes two hours of hair and makeup, good lighting, styling and Photoshop—and six hours later, you have the picture. But when I go home, it’s just me with no makeup, pimples, and a pair of a baggy pants. That’s life—the rest is fantasy. We all need to remember that a photo is just what beauty was to one photographer on one day. You can’t compare yourself to those pictures. You are real. Photos are two-dimensional. Beauty is three-dimensional. Your confidence, your personality, your presence—it all adds to what makes you beautiful.”—Coco Rocha (via ribbonsonlisbons)
“You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you.”—bob marley