#hea

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of the night. ↗

— Allen Ginsberg

#heaven

But how could anyone who's ever seen a summer - big explosion of green and skies lit up electric with splashy sunsets, a riot of flowers and wind that smells like honey - pick the snow? ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#snow

Psychoanalysis is often about turning our ghosts into ancestors, even for patients who have not lost loved ones to death. We are often haunted by important relationships from the past that influence us unconsciously in the present. As we work them through, they go from haunting us to becoming simply part of our history. (243) ↗

— Norman Doidge

#death #ghosts #grief #healing-the-past #loss

The only sheets I'll ever long for are my own. ↗

— David Hewson

#fidelity #infidelity #sex #infidelity

Why do we choose sadness over happiness, when we are hurting? answer is simple, because every other emotion just feels wrong, depending upon how well you can lie to yourself and convince yourself to feel happy again. But if you want to heal your wounds, Let sadness take its course. It helps you recognize your faults and make peace with your inner self, let it take its time and when the time is right you shall feel happy again, most importantly in control and satisfied. ↗

— Sneha Agarwal

#hurting #inner-peace

In a healthy relationship, there can't be one until there's two! ↗

— Evinda Lepins

#relationship-advice #relationships #relationships-love #love

I was a fool for love, I was a fool. ↗

— Tegan Quin

#heartthrob #i-was-a-fool #i-was-a-fool-for-love #lyrics #quote

(...) you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat... ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

#wheat #love

Aye, though he loved her from his soul with such a self denying love as woman seldom wins; he spoke from first to last of Martin. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#lonliness #love #love

It didn't matter how wonderful Andrew was and how much effort he was prepared to put into their relationship. While Lou didn't feel the same way, his love was only building a tower without foundations. ↗

— Chris Manby

#heartbreak #love #love