We’re all so desperate to be understood,
we forget to be understanding.
—Beau Taplin || mutual understanding (via saintofsass)
A kind of light spread out from her. And everything changed color. And the world opened out. And a day was good to awaken to. And there were no limits to anything. And the people of the world were good and handsome. And I was not afraid any more.
—John Steinbeck, East of Eden (via thatkindofwoman)