I reblog things I think are beautiful and important :)
Anonymous said: Everything aches.
that means everything’s living then. take that ache now and turn it into the first days of summer. turn it into a guitar under the right hands. turn it into a piano in the winter time. into something that aches in the best way because it reminds you how unapologetically alive you are.
"Supposing I know of a flower that is absolutely unique, that is nowhere to be found except on my planet, and any minute that flower could accidentally be eaten up by a little lamb, isn’t that important? If a person loves a flower that is the only one of it’s kind on all the millions and millions of stars, then gazing at the night sky is enough to make him happy. He says to himself “My flower is out there somewhere.” But if the lamb eats the flower, then suddenly it’s as if all the stars had stopped shining. Isn’t that important?"
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince (via man-of-prose)