You have listened to fears, child,” said Aslan. “Come, let me breathe on you. Forget them. Are you brave again?
― C.S. Lewis, Prince Caspian (via cattedrali)

(Source: favoredgrace)

I came to a point where I needed solitude and just stop the machine of ‘thinking’ and ‘enjoying’ what they call ‘living’, I just wanted to lie in the grass and look at the clouds.
― Jack Kerouac, Lonesome Traveler. (via theburnthatkeepseverything)
He wanted to build Her a cabin, one that they could grow old in. Raise a family, have dinner conversations that would last through the night. He wanted to have a place that he could teach his son how to live and love, how to treat others and trust God; a place where he could teach his daughter to see life as something that is beautiful, where he could spin her around and create inside jokes that would last a life time with his little girl. He wanted a place that overlooked a lake so that he could spend misty mornings with his wife, holding her hand and standing still. He wanted to have a house that could hold family for the holidays, one that would be filled with laughter and the smell of coffee. He wanted to build a place that held memories of love, tears and redemption. He wanted a home and he wanted it with her.
― T.B. LaBerge // The Novel of Us (via kvtes)

(Source: tblaberge)

Tender this heart beats,
oh but how fiercely it fights
for all that it loves.
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson  (via dear-abigail)