"Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen."
— Anne Lamott (via creatingaquietmind)
(Source: middlenameconfused, via teachingliteracy)
it’s hard to be sad about your body when you think of it as a landscape. you don’t criticize a mountain for being too big, or a valley for being too winding, and no one ever complains about the vastness of the sea. you are part of the earth and you are so beautiful friends.
(Source: artvevo, via losing-every-extra-pound)
"Robin Williams was an airman, a doctor, a genie, a nanny, a president, a professor, a bangarang Peter Pan, and everything in between. But he was one of a kind. He arrived in our lives as an alien — but he ended up touching every element of the human spirit. He made us laugh. He made us cry. He gave his immeasurable talent freely and generously to those who needed it most — from our troops stationed abroad to the marginalized on our own streets. The Obama family offers our condolences to Robin’s family, his friends, and everyone who found their voice and their verse thanks to Robin Williams."
— President Obama, on the death of Robin Williams (via apsies)
(Source: TIME, via apsies)