all is so perfectly, damnedly well

I understand now that boundaries between noise and sound are conventions. All boundaries are conventions, waiting to be transcended. One may transcend any convention if only one can first conceive of doing so. Moments like this, I can feel your heart beating as clearly as I feel my own, and I know that separation is an illusion. My life extends far beyond the limitations of me.

(Source: verrsailles)

The fallen angel becomes a malignant devil. Yet even that enemy of God and man had friends and associates in his desolation; I am alone.

—Mary Shelley, Frankenstein (via quoted-books)

claireonacloud:

my new watercolors in the Lovely show at the Galerie Arludik in Paris until July 19th.

prismasandpie:

When people ask you to come down from your room and socialize.

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(via pizza)

Stars are beautiful, but they may not take an active part in anything, they must just look on for ever. It is a punishment put on them for something they did so long ago that no star now knows what it was. So the older ones have become glassy-eyed and seldom speak (winking is the star language), but the little ones still wonder.

—J.M Barrie Peter Pan (via writersblock-g)

(Source: wholocked-writersblock)