I’m not used to being loved. I wouldn’t know what to do.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, More Than Just A House (via nhude)
They laugh until laughing makes them kiss.
They kiss until kissing makes them laugh.
Sarah Ruhl (The Clean House)  (via balloonist)
I feel like there’s an obsession with pace right now in theater, with things being very fast and very witty and very loud, and I think we’re all so freaked out about theater keeping audiences interested because everybody’s so freaked out about theater becoming irrelevant.
Annie Baker (via itchy-blankets)
I remember the first time you held my hand. I don’t know if it was because of the cold or the fact I loved you but fuck, I felt the world rush through my veins.
11:49pm, sadness. // im-not-doing-okay (via perfect)
It gets worse steadily—your being away. All the sleeping draughts and the irritants have worn off, and I’m settling down to wanting you, doggedly, dismally, faithfully—I hope that pleases you. It’s damned unpleasant for me, I can assure you.
Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vita Sackville-West (via violentwavesofemotion)
Taylor Swift: one word songs

It’s time for progressive Christians to claim discipleship. It’s time to get radical, not about our politics or our policies, but about our faith. It’s time to stop throwing the baby Jesus out with the bath water, and start putting the horse before the cart. It’s time to remember what, and who, we worship. It’s time to develop the language of faith. And it’s time to see our social justice work as a natural product of our discipleship, not something that competes with it for the church’s time.

And only then, when we have gone back to the source and found what ultimately binds us together with God and with one another, can we go out and find the next, next big thing. And whenever that happens, we will be better for it. And we just may find that when it comes to changing the world for the better, the Gospel of Why We Are Different Than Other Christians can’t hold a candle to the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

Rev. Emily C. Heath, a UCC minister in New Hampshire.  (via godinthebrokenness)