I’m one of those people that you have to keep your eye on or I’ll wander off into the woods and forget to come back.
― Jack White
When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive - to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.
― Marcus Aurelius
Love breaks my bones and I laugh.
― Charles Bukowski
I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, ‘This is what it is to be happy.’
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of
They never pay the slaves enough so they can get free, just enough so they can stay alive and come back to work.
― Charles Bukowski, in a letter to John Martin