we think we’re made of numbers. percentages on tests, pounds on a scale, likes on a photo, price tags on clothes. but we’re not. we are made of love and happiness and they way we laugh. we’re made of good memories and late nights and past-curfews. we have more substance than numbers.
When you arise in the morning think of what a privilege it is to be alive, to think, to enjoy, to love.— Marcus Aurelius (via theflowershop)
Judge a man by his questions rather than by his answers.— Voltaire (via theflowershop)