where the cable car sleeps

my year
in the city of fog.

peony + strauss family creamery

“You are, at once, both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.”

—   Franz Kafka (via larmoyante)

(via themessesofmen)

“We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright.”

—   A Moveable Feast (Ernest Hemingway)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via wordsthat-speak)

“It’s being here now that’s important. There’s no past and there’s no future. Time is a very misleading thing. All there is ever, is the now. We can gain experience from the past, but we can’t relive it; and we can hope for the future, but we don’t know if there is one.”

—   George Harrison (via wordsthat-speak)

(via wordsthat-speak)

“I have a strong feeling that the opposite of love is not hate, it’s apathy - it’s not giving a damn.”

—   Leo Buscaglia (via wordsthat-speak)

(via wordsthat-speak)

i almost never enjoy bleeding publicly, which makes me think: i may actually have joined a thigh-toning cult. spin: it’s no fucking [first world] joke, guys.

happy today, everyone.

book life: current sickness.

“Everyone sees what you appear to be, few experience what you really are.”

—   machiavelli (via holloweds)
so, i’m stoked on the idea of spring. but i’m more excited about the possibility of a wet, hot summer in the hamptons. this isn’t real life, what i’m doing these days. but it’s pretty damn beautiful—and that’s good enough for me