waterbreathing

Jul 24

lea-seydoux-melancholy:

Marie-Julie: To me loving you means dreaming up ways to cure your anguish

“Sasha: Men don’t understand a lot of things. Every young girl is going to be drawn more to a failure than to a successful man, because they’re all attracted by the notion of active love… Do you understand? Active. Men are busy with their work, and therefore for them love is something right in the background. A conversation with the wife, a stroll with her in the garden, a nice time, a cry on her grave - that’s all.
But for us love is life. I love you, that means that I dream of how I’ll cure you of your depression, of how I’ll go with you to the ends of the earth… When you’re up, so am I; when you’re down, so am I. … The more work there is, the better love is …”  ― Anton Chekhov,  Ivanov

lea-seydoux-melancholy:

Marie-Julie: To me loving you means dreaming up ways to cure your anguish

“Sasha: Men don’t understand a lot of things. Every young girl is going to be drawn more to a failure than to a successful man, because they’re all attracted by the notion of active love… Do you understand? Active. Men are busy with their work, and therefore for them love is something right in the background. A conversation with the wife, a stroll with her in the garden, a nice time, a cry on her grave - that’s all.

But for us love is life. I love you, that means that I dream of how I’ll cure you of your depression, of how I’ll go with you to the ends of the earth… When you’re up, so am I; when you’re down, so am I. … The more work there is, the better love is …”
― Anton Chekhov, Ivanov

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Jul 20

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Jul 19

compasswaters:

100% of people who tell you you’re too sensitive are saying it because they don’t want to be held responsible for your reaction when they mistreat you

(via trust)

Jul 16

(via first-kisss)

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Jul 07

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Jul 05

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Jul 03

“She remembered Nana saying once that each snowflake was a sigh heaved by an aggrieved woman somewhere in the world. That all the sighs drifted up the sky, gathered into clouds, then broke into tiny pieces that fell silently on the people below. ‘As a reminder of how women like us suffer’, she’d said, ‘how quietly we endure all that falls upon us’.” — Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns (via quoted-books)