"Songs are as sad as the listener."
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via theimperfectideal)
(Source: hellanne, via commaandampersands)
"For forty years… they have shared each other’s occupations and pleasures and works of charity while in health, and watched over each other tenderly in sickness."
— Charity and Sylvia – the remarkable story of two women who married each other in 1803.
"We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?"
John Keating, Dead Poets Society (1989)
What powerful, wondrous words.
(Source: imdb.com, via introspectivepoet)