The Idea Log
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”
—C.S. Lewis (via venebelle)
July 2011
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“I miss the sound of your voice
And I miss the rush of your skin
And I miss the still of the silence
As you breathe out and I breathe in” —Matt Nathanson (via creatingaquietmind)
And I miss the rush of your skin
And I miss the still of the silence
As you breathe out and I breathe in” —Matt Nathanson (via creatingaquietmind)
Every Single night.
I wish I had all the stars over me, as I held onto you.
I wish my dreams floated into the realm of reality.
you and me, you and me.
“Our media though is more interested in tragedy than talent, so the ink began to defect from praising her gift to chronicling her downfall.”
—For Amy http://t.co/VeAk6DG by Russell Brand. Very thought provoking read.
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“Your heart beats just like I wanted it to.”
—12 Fingers by Young The Giant
“…And it hurts with every heart beat, but I don’t look back.”
—Robyn
“Here I came to the very edge where nothing at all needs saying and every day on the balcony of the sea wings open fire is born and everything is blue again like morning.”
—Pablo Neruda
“Every other thought is you, and in every dream, your presence has been deemed necessary.”
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