Ramblings of a wanderer

It is what it is.

Do you fall in love often? Yes, often. With a view, with a book, with a dog, a cat, with numbers, with friends, with complete strangers, with nothing at all.

—Gut Symmetries by Jeanette Winterson (via herekitty, xandercarrow)

Vincent van Gogh (March 30, 1853 – July 29, 1890)

I haven’t got it yet, but I’m hunting it and fighting for it, I want something serious, something fresh—something with soul in it! Onward, onward.

(Source: unhistorical, via toseeyourstarshine)

The term grass widow indicates a woman whose husband is often away for a long time. For the artist, the word gets a deeper meaning: Grasswidow is someone who is in a waiting state of mind, waiting for happiness, caught in a temporary state of grief that never leaves her/him, in a perpetual uncertain state.

—Bianca Casady (via vonkazanowsky)

(via stalehands)

I change during the course of a day. I wake and I’m one person, and when I go to sleep I know for certain I’m somebody else.

—Bob Dylan (via psych-facts)

(via toseeyourstarshine)

Stop waiting for the right person to come into your life. Be the right person to come to someone’s life.

Leo Babauta 

yes, godamnit. 

(via thatkindofwoman)

(Source: observando, via thatkindofwoman)