In great literature, I become a thousand different men but still remain myself.
C.S. Lewis (via feellng)
When composing a verse let there not be a hair’s breath separating your mind from what you write; composition of a poem must be done in an instant, like a woodcutter felling a huge tree or a swordsman leaping at a dangerous enemy.
Matsuo Bashō (via observando)
it’s about who you miss at 2 in the afternoon when you’re busy, not 2 in the morning when you’re lonely.