He aqui mi secreto, que no puedo ser mas simple: solo con el corazon se puede ver bien; lo esencial es invisible para los ojos. / Here is my secret, that cannot be simpler: only with the heart you can truly see, what's essential is invisible to the eye.

What we stay alive for.

(Source: wallflowerbloom, via lovemetoinfinity)

I remember my mother telling me that when she was a little girl in Catholic school, the nuns used to hit her left hand every time she wrote with it. Nowadays, if a teacher did that, she’d probably be arrested for child abuse. The optimist in me wants to believe sexuality will eventually become like handwriting: there’s no right way and wrong way to do it. We’re all just wired differently.

It’s also worth noting that when you meet someone, you never bother to ask if he’s right- or left-handed.

After all: Does it really matter to anyone other than the person holding the pen?

— Jodi Picoult, Sing You Home (via wrists)

(via quote-book)