“ I would lie for hours by the window gazing down upon the black lake and up at the mountains silhouetted against the wan sky, with stars suspended above. Then a fearfully sweet, overpowering emotion would take hold of me—as though all the nighttime beauty looked at me accusingly, stars and mountain and lake longing for someone who understood the beauty and agony of their mute existence, who could express it for them, as though I were the one meant to do this and as though my true calling were to give expression to inarticulate nature in poems. ”

—    Peter Camenzind, Herman Hesse (via thiswilldstryyou)

today i said hi to a cute little child that i recognized because she comes down to the waterfront where i work quite often, and she gave me a huge hug and my heart is melted goodbye