He lives down in a ribcage in the dry leaves of a heart.
While the world wasn’t build for the humans, we were built for the world
We see the world not as it is, but as we are.~Dag Redwing Hickory Bluefield
pollution is nothing but resources we’re not harvesting.
The page is to the story as the seed is to the flower.
All men are more concerned to recover what they lose than to acquire what they lack.
Nature is as well adapted to our weakness as to our strength.
I like the look of agony, because I know it’s true