That wasn’t sex, that was naked poetry.
|—||Hank Moody (via aestheticintrovert)|
I can imagine that the oceanic feeling could become connected with religion later on. That feeling of oneness with the universe which is its ideational content sounds very like a first attempt at the consolations of religion, like another way taken by the ego of denying the dangers it sees threatening it in the external world.
|—||― Sigmund Freud (via psych-quotes)|
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
|—||A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh (via rareness)|
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