O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
…
Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are.
“
| — | Markus Zusak (via how-far-is-heaven) |
You must understand the whole of life. Not just one little part of it.
That is why you must read. That is why you must look at the skies. That is why you must sing and dance, and write poems, and suffer, and understand,
For all that is life.
“
| — |
Krishnamurti (via peaceblaster) |
