“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.”
—J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring (via kushandwizdom)
If people could see me the way I see myself - if they could live in my memories - would anyone love me?
—john green (via kushandwizdom)