If you can’t handle me randomly blurting out song lyrics that relate to what you just said, we can’t be friends
"Ask her what she craved, and she’d get a little frantic about things like books, the woods, music. Plants and the seasons. Also freedom."
Nightwoods - Charles Frazier (via creatingaquietmind)
"I slept and I dreamed that life is all joy. I woke and I saw that life is all service. I served and I saw that service is joy."