My destination is no longer a place, rather a new way of seeing.
-Marcel Proust  (via ismiamora)

She is not “my girl.”

She belongs to herself, and to all of the world. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.

How much more blessed can I be?


-Avraham Chaim, Thoughts after The Alchemist  (via ismiamora)
Man is the only creature that refuses to be what he is.
-Albert Camus (via dwsc)