Don’t bring me flowers; I already know they will die. I am tired of beautiful things falling apart and reminding me of you.
And a tall boy who can stop the wind so a candle of hope can burn bright.
― Joan Bauer, from Stand Tall (via the-final-sentence)

I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned out differently if I had. But I didn’t.

Khaled Hosseini

(via wholewheat)

(Source: larmoyante)