The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

W.H. Auden (via observando)

You were you,
and I was I;
we were two
before our time.

I was yours
before I knew,
and you have always
been mine too.

Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure (via hqlines)

You can play it safe, and I wouldn’t blame you for it. You can continue as you’ve been doing, and you’ll survive, but is that what you want? Is that enough?

J.M. Darhower, Sempre (via wordsnquotes)