If you want to identify me, ask me not where I live, or what I like to eat, or how I comb my hair, but ask me what I am living for, in detail, ask me what I think is keeping me from living fully for the thing I want to live for.
— Thomas Merton (via girlinlondon)
Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home.
— Anna Quindlen (via writerinboston)
Learn to love solitude – to be more alone with yourselves. The problem with young people is they’re carrying out noisy and aggressive actions not to feel lonely – and this is a sad thing – the individual must learn to be on his own as a child – for this doesn’t mean to be alone: it means not get bored with oneself which is a very dangerous symptom, almost a disease.
— Andrei Tarkovsky (via bbook)