April 20th, 2012
April 19th, 2012
March 9th, 2012
There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle.
Albert Einstein (via yama-bato)
(via quaerere-deum)
December 7th, 2011
April 15th, 2010
isn’t it funny how day by they nothing changes but when you look back everything is different
C.S Lewis [Prince Caspian] (via iamraechelle)
April 1st, 2010
February 20th, 2010
“Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there’s some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Robert Frost
Yesterday a friend of mine wrote a post where he shared this poetry.
I think it’s an amazing poetry, and I’m glad to have such great friends.
If you understand Italian you can read the original post here.
I wish I were able to think alike, I wish I were able to go ahead.
I hope I will.
January 3rd, 2010
A dead thing can go with the stream, but only a living thing can go against it.”
G.K. Chesterton
G.K. Chesterton
