Sublime Bliss

if i never let go, only god knows where i would be now.

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let’s live suddenly without thinking

under honest trees

—    e.e. cummings (via introspectivepoet)

“ His lips drink water but his heart drinks wine. ”

—    e.e. cummings (via introspectivepoet)

“ nothing except the impossible shall occur ”

—    e.e. cummings (via introspectivepoet)

I looked in her eyes and put my arm around her as I
had before and kissed her. I kissed her hard and held
her tight and tried to open her lips; they were closed
tight. I was still angry and as I held her suddenly she
shivered. I held her close against me and could fed
her heart beating and her lips opened and her head
went back against my hand and then she was crying
on my shoulder.

"Oh, darling," she said. "You will be good to me,
won’t you?”

What the hell, I thought. I stroked her hair and
patted her shoulder. She was crying.

"You will, won’t you?" She looked up at me. "Be-
cause we’re going to have a strange life.

—    A Farewell to Arms, Ernest Hemingway (via man-of-prose)