You don’t think about new things? You don’t ‘seek’? What’s that even mean? You don’t seek what? Music? Music is life! It’s physical emotion- you can touch it! It’s neon ecto-energy sucked out of spirits and switched into sound waves for your ears to swallow. Are you telling me, what, that it’s boring? You don’t have time for it?
— Warm Bodies - written by Isaac Marion (via well-all-fl0at-0n)
I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence.
— The Fault in Our Stars by John Green (via loverainhearts)
for.all.the.words.in.the.world.: we don't know how to quit
1.
there are lyrics in your lungs
you wish you had written
and they taste like her
even when she tells you
that she hates that band2.
you explain carefully
that she was your first
of that sort of thingbut you remember to leave out the part
where you still catch yourself
rewriting rewriting…
(via whoartgos)
In my mind I am eloquent; I can climb intricate scaffolds of words to reach the highest cathedral ceilings and paint my thoughts. But when I open my mouth, everything collapses.
— Isaac Marion ~ Warm Bodies (via quotesincontinuum)
