cadence

Why do people love us? We are always trying to figure that out, but only by using our own point of view. That way is so limited. Sometimes they love us for things we don’t even know about ourselves. For example they love our hands. My *hands*? Why would anyone love my hands? But they do and they’ve got their reasons why. You must accept that and realize the person they know and love is different from the one you know.

— Jonathan Carroll, The Ghost in Love (via thesoutherly)

I won’t tell you that you’re beautiful. I’m sure you’ve heard that a million times, but I will say this, your smile is a house that I would like to visit more often, and your hugs feel like the home that I’ve been searching for my entire life.

— Rudy Francisco (via thesoutherly)

There is a fundamental reason why we look at the sky with wonder and longing—for the same reason that we stand, hour after hour, gazing at the distant swell of the open ocean. There is something like an ancient wisdom, encoded and tucked away in our DNA, that knows its point of origin as surely as a salmon knows its creek. Intellectually, we may not want to return there, but the genes know, and long for their origins—their home in the salty depths. But if the seas are our immediate source, the penultimate source is certainly the heavens… The spectacular truth is—and this is something that your DNA has known all along—the very atoms of your body—the iron, calcium, phosphorus, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, and on and on—were initially forged in long-dead stars. This is why, when you stand outside under a moonless, country sky, you feel some ineffable tugging at your innards. We are star stuff. Keep looking up.

— Neil deGrasse Tyson (via adventuringsoul)

You must learn to let go. Release the stress. You were never in control anyway.

— Steve Maraboli (via observando)

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