Maya Angelou (via thatkindofwoman)
The universe is “seriously big”. My thighs are a powerful, functioning part of my powerful, functioning body.
And it ain’t ever easy for a river to say just where he’s coming from. He told me he came from the mountain where the wildflower honey still runs. I knew there were things that he’d done, things he was still running from. Cuz all he left was his name lying on my tongue, like wildflower honey. Of all the marks carved hard on my heart, there’s one man I could never blame. He left me with only his name. And now the sea the whispers over the sand, memories come rowing in. I can taste his kiss so sweet on the wind, like wildflower honey. ❞
Big huge bowl decorated with species of fish from the Charles river in Boston.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, Bernice Bobs Her Hair (via thatkindofwoman)
My father sent me this quote last night from "The Wheel". It has radically changed my approach on not only casual communication and interaction, but also on how I will disseminate my opinions as a political and environmental activist.