“Bad things do happen; how I respond to them defines my character and the quality of my life. I can choose to sit in perpetual sadness, immobilized by the gravity of my loss, or I can choose to rise from the pain and treasure the most precious gift I have - life itself.”—Walter Anderson (via awelltraveledwoman)
“So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more dangerous to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.”—― Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild (via classof1969)
Have you seen this new Tumblr? It’s incredible because a) it gives the opportunity to share one’s disappointment with the world for the tragic trend of carelessness regarding names and b) they accepted my submission so I can finally sleep easy knowing I told the world how much I hate unwanted nicknames. Click the title to read more about my name-related annoyances or to submit your own.
It’s Victoria. Not Veronica, Vanessa, and certainly not Virgina. Not Vicky, Vick or fucking Victory, or Victorious shouted to the tune of B.I.G.’s ‘Notorious’. I am not married to David nor am I a former member of the Spice Girls, so I will not answer to Mrs. Beckham or Posh. Don’t try and…
“In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some, you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then there are some you wish you never had to think about again. But you do.”—C.S. Lewis (via thestarsareveiled)
“We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.”—Anaïs Nin (via sorakeem)