Peaceful moon. I consist only of bones.
Franz Kafka, from a diary entry featured in “The Diaries of Franz Kafka: 1910-1923,” (via mirroir)
Peaceful moon. I consist only of bones.
The purpose of art is mystery.
Renew, release, let go.
Yesterday’s gone.
There’s nothing you can do to bring it back. You can’t “should’ve” done something.
You can only DO something.
Renew yourself.
Release that attachment.
Today is a new day!
Steve Maraboli | @wnq-quotes
Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience
(via wordsnquotes)
i feel small; but so are stars from a distance.
“If someday the moon calls you by your name don’t be surprised,
because every night I tell her about you.”Shahrazad al-Khalij