"She was looking at the window. The words sounded as if they were floating like flowers on water out there, cut off from them all, as if no one had said them, but they had come into existence of themselves. She did not know what they meant, but, like music, the words seemed to be spoken by her own voice, outside herself, saying quite easily and naturally what had been in her mind while she said different things." - Virginia Woolf, from To The Lighthouse (via violentwavesofemotion)

teioyoko:

千と千尋の神隠し OST - 竜の少年 (The Dragon Boy)

"‎Loneliness is black coffee and late-night television; solitude is herb tea and soft music. Solitude, quality solitude, is an assertion of self-worth, because only in the stillness can we hear the truth of our own unique voices." - Pearl Cleage (via dreamongood)

Upon Waking (Act II)

thegreatestactor:

      you stir;

            your eyelids:

                 the rising curtain;

                         your breath:

                        the swells of
                    the orchestra;            

                 your gaze:

             the world of
           the stage;

        and I

   am but:

  the actor

     and my heart:

             a violinist

Made a playlist with my favorite Korean/Japanese film composers. 

(Source: killheji)

"I have always lived violently, drunk hugely, eaten too much or not at all, slept around the clock or missed two nights of sleeping, worked too hard and too long in glory, or slobbed for a time in utter laziness. I’ve lifted, pulled, chopped, climbed, made love with joy and taken my hangovers as a consequence, not as a punishment." - John Steinbeck, Travels With Charley: In Search of America (via souls-entwined)

(Source: winterkristall)