Y. That perfect letter. The wishbone, fork in the road, empty wineglass. The question we ask over and over.
— Marjorie Celona, Y (via endangerment)
I think that one of these days you’re going to have to find out where you want to go. And then you’ve got to start going there.
— J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via forestfilm)
In running, you can’t be a beggar. Never beg your legs to keep moving, never beg yourself to keep pushing forward. Because that implies that you don’t have control. Eventually you’ll have to beg your mind too. No don’t be a beggar, but instead be a commander. Command your legs to push, command your feet to keep going. Because you want this. And you’re going to make it happen.
— (via modelmefitx)
Will I be something?
Am I something?
And the answer comes:
You already are.
You always were.
And you still have time to be.
— Anis Mojgani (via anditslove)