By the Sea

My name is Arianna i live breath and write.i love Conneticut. I live for books and poetry,the ocean in my muse...Frank Sinatra is my idea of an icon. Coldplay is brilliant. my constant companion is a book and most of all, I believe all of us can afford to adventurous.

If your ideas are bigger than the town you’re in, you’ve got to get out of there. Brian Fallon (via the-blues-mary)

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Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia. (…) You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you’ll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present. John Green, Looking for Alaska (via kushandwizdom)
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares. Henri J.M. Nouwen, Out of Solitude: Three Meditations on the Christian Life (via kushandwizdom)
I’m so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything.

Jonathan Safran Foer 

Everything you love is here

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The very essence of romance is uncertainty. Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest and Other Plays (via kushandwizdom)
I keep hoping that you’ll choose me, despite the fact that I know I was never an option to begin with. Connotativewords | jl | Foolish (via connotativewords)

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John William Waterhouse - The Soul of the Rose

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When the sky fills with bright colors I look towards the sunset to find you. I imagine you standing there next to me as we watch the sun disappear beyond the horizon. I imagine the soft sweet sound of your voice flowing the mid-summers breeze across the open body of water. And, I imagine the soft touch of your skin as we hold hands for the last time time until I can see you again. (via kushandwizdom)

Castro Urdiales, Spain (by guzmania*)
Wisdom is like a baobab tree; no one individual can embrace it. ~ Akan proverb (via kushandwizdom)