wallflower’s Loved Quotes

But man is so partial to systems and abstract conclusions that he is ready intentionally to distort the truth, to turn a blind eye and a deaf ear, only so as to justify his logic.

A kiss without a beard is like an egg without salt.

If I can't be beautiful, I want to be invisible.

Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.

I have begun to long for you
I who have no need
I have begun to wait for you
I who have no greed
You say you've gone away from me
But I can feel you when you breathe.

A man so painfully in love is capable of self-torture beyond belief.

The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and science.

Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.

Isn't it funny how you can ache just from the deadly drone of existence?

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from safe harbor, catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.

I am against religion because it teaches us to be satisfied with not understanding the world.

She was the four seasons put together inside a person. It was hard to know what to say to somebody like that.

Best way to not get your heart broken, is to pretend you don’t have one.

I'm for open-mindedness and tolerance. I'm against any form of fanaticism, fundamentalism or zealotry, and this certainty of 'We have the truth.' The truth is far too large and complex. Nobody has the truth.

And then the day came,
when the risk
to remain tight
in a bud
was more painful
than the risk
it took
to blossom.

I am excessively slothful, and wonderfully industrious--by fits. There are epochs when any kind of mental exercise is torture, and when nothing yields me pleasure but the solitary communion with the 'mountains & the woods'--the 'altars' of Byron. I have thus rambled and dreamed away whole months, and awake, at last, to a sort of mania for composition. Then I scribble all day, and read all night, so long as the disease endures.

But he was unmoved, and cried: "If I am mad, it is mercy! May the gods pity the man who in his callousness can remain sane to the hideous end!

Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings - always darker, emptier and simpler.

I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.

There are no mistakes. The events we bring upon ourselves, no matter how unpleasant, are necessary in order to learn what we need to learn; whatever steps we take, they're necessary to reach the places we've chosen to go