My French Heart

maybe this is what living is all about

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

—Judy Garland

(Source: observando)

We must be our own before we can be another’s.

—Ralph Waldo Emerson

(Source: observando)

For all that has been —
For all that shall be —

—Dag Hammarskjöld

(Source: observando)