1. "Most quit when progress is slow and never fully grasp that progress, is still progress. This is what defines the strong willed from the weak."
    — (via psych-facts)

  3. "There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness."
    — Friedrich Nietzsche (via psych-facts)

    (via psych-facts)


  4. "I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere in the earth. Then I ask myself the same question."
    — Harun Yahya (via psych-facts)

    I never ask myself this question.

    (via psych-facts)


  5. Though at the time I didn’t cry and ended up instead hyperventilating while staring at the wall, trying hard not to let my emotions show, I tear up every time the visual of what I saw that day pops into my head.

    And it does often.

    Covered in only a white cotton robe that matched the sheet of the hospital bed, with needles taped from all angles on her frail, ghostly arms already tarnished with bruises, marking the territory of her expired veins from her daily chemotherapy sessions, she looked tiny, withering, empty.

    IVs draped all around her, desperately trying to feed her malnourished body. She had been in the emergency room for 2 nights already, while the doctors waited for her critically low indexes to rise. It seemed unlikely, at this point- she needed to be monitored much longer than expected. Doctors said no one had reacted this poorly before. Perhaps the chemo was just too strong.

    But she needed it. Even though her mouth was falling apart, covered in blood blisters and she could no longer swallow, even though she threw up the little water she could get down, they needed her to continue because the cancer was already at stage 3. Her skin had turned a charcoal grey. Her once shiny and thick hair had started thinning. She couldn’t move nor speak. But she stared at me when I walked in with so much love in her eyes. The way an infant looks at her mother.

    My insides were crumbling but I couldn’t let it show. “Stay strong for your mother. Don’t let her see how scared you are. But don’t look so cold like you don’t care,” I kept repeating to myself in my head, drowning in my confusion and paralysis. My legs were giving away. I wanted to disappear into the wall. I both wanted to run away and remain glued where I was so I could make sure my mom was ok. She was dying in front of my eyes and there was nothing I could do.

    Each time I’m back at home now since then, she recovers more and more. Her strength and vibrancy are returning, a true testament to her mental, physical and emotional resilience. I believe in miracles, seeing her now. I think that moment was when I realized I had nothing left to be scared of, and my way of seeing the world shifted permanently to one of gratitude.

    A year later, I’m still processing it. Only now can I really feel what I was numb to then.

  6. "Good artist borrow, great artist steal, and totally average artist get day drunk and text their ex girlfriends."
    — Canyon Castator (via castator)

  7. "I can handle a certain boyish charm as long as it’s not accompanied by emotionally crippling levels of self-involvement."

  8. Dream that won’t be forgotten

    A swarm of ants kept pouring out of the wall, marching in a controlled frenzy. One of my ankles got covered in ants so I stepped out quickly and expressed how scared I was. An older woman, I believe a teacher was above me and she told me not to be scared while calmly putting both of her feet in the swarm. What does it mean?

    Apparently an army of ants signify success. Or impending psychosis. Oh boy.


  9. "Introverts, in contrast, may have strong social skills and enjoy parties and business meetings, but after a while wish they were home in their pajamas. They prefer to devote their social energies to close friends, colleagues, and family. They listen more than they talk, think before they speak, and often feel as if they express themselves better in writing than in conversation. They tend to dislike conflict. Many have a horror of small talk, but enjoy deep discussions."
    — Susan Cain, Quiet (via larmoyante)

    (via psych-facts)


  10. "What a strange thing!
    to be alive
    beneath cherry blossoms."
    — Kobayashi Issa (via photoencounters)

    (via yama-bato)