Some days I could go on without remembering
Dismembering the memories
Some days I could go on forgetting
Lose myself to reverie
But these photographs are here to stay
Your words, love autographs
I can’t just erase
Some days, I tell myself not to pry
For that would only make me cry
How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d.
When you start to know someone, all their physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in their energy, recognize the scent of their skin. You see only the essence of the person, not the shell. That’s why you can’t fall in love with beauty. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes and your body but not your heart. And that’s why, when you really connect with a person’s inner self, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant.Lisa Unger, Beautiful Lies (via psych-facts)
Maturity is the ability to think, speak and act your feelings within the bounds of dignity. The measure of your maturity is how spiritual you become during the midst of your frustrations.Unknown (via psych-facts)