"Time turns flames to embers. You’ll have new Septembers. Everyone of us has messed up too. Lights change like the weather. I hope you’ll remember today is never too late to be brand new."
"This is what theatre is… it’s joy one day and it’s gone the next."
Talking Bird - Death Cab for Cutie.
“But oh, my talking bird
Though your feathers are tattered and curled
I’ll love you all your days
Till the breath leaves your fragile frame.”
(Source: earth-song, via s-e-r-e-n-ity)
