January 2012
I never saw a discontented tree.
They grip the ground as though they liked it,...
– John Muir (+)
A man sees in the world what he carries in his heart.
– Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust (via undressmysenses
)
And in the Spring I shed my skin and it goes away with the changing winds.
– Florence Welch (via ses-amour)