There’s something beautiful about a billion stars being held steady by a God that knows what He’s doing.
— Don Miller (via littlethingsaboutgod)
Some birds are not meant to be caged, that’s all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you. And the part of you knows it was wrong to imprison them in the first place rejoices, but still, the place where you live is that much more drab and empty for their departure.
— Stephen King, Different Seasons: Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption (via incisio)
What is love? Sometimes it’s just letting yourself be who and what you are, and letting the person you’re supposed to love be who and what he is too.
— Laurell K. Hamilton, Incubus Dreams (via larmoyante)