We cannot find anything that is permanent. Flowers decompose, but knowing this does not prevent us from loving flowers. In fact, we are able to love them more because we know how to treasure them while they are still alive.
Thich Nhat Hanh (via thecalminside)
That is how love relationship is meant to work, each partner transforming the other. The strength and power of each is untangled, shared. He gives her the heart drum. She gives him knowledge of the most complicated rhythms and emotions imaginable. Who knows what they will hunt together? We only know that they will be nourished to the end of their days.
Women Who Run With The Wolves, by Clarissa Pinkola Estés
If nature is your teacher, your soul will awaken.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, from Faust (via wooden-folks)