To go into solitude, a man needs to retire as much from his chamber as from society. I am not solitary whilst I read and write, though nobody is with me. But if a man would be alone, let him look at the stars.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature and Selected Essays (via last-best-place)


Cabin 800 miles from the North Pole on Isfjorden, Svalbard, Norway.
Contributed by Gabor Kovacs.


Gregory Alan Isakov / This Empty Northern Hemisphere

(via themountainblues)

He watched Her smile as She described Her favorite memories; gently brushing aside the hair that had fallen on Her face, She described Her childhood, dreams and hopes for the future. Leaving no detail out.

Slowly He began to realize that here at last were the missing pages that His book needed; here at last was the quiet whisper of that promised love that He had been seeking so long for. He finally understood how Adam must have felt the moment He had awaken to find Eve waiting there. To have another soul whose hands would fit with His, whose smile would radiate His soul and whose heart would beat along with His.

Here at last He found His companion, to journey life, happiness, pain and love with. Her voice was what had finally awaken Him from His slumber and He knew that He had finally found home.

- T.B. LaBerge // The Novel of Us (via tblaberge)

(via rosesandsailors)


FAHRSTAHL 59er Chevy Apache Pickup - Big Block V8


I’m surrounded by people who just wanna get blackout drunk for fun. Like nah man. Let’s go camping or take a road trip or do some stuff we haven’t done before. I wanna live.

(via kaiteannyouknow)



the ghost and the darkness
From 18 to 22 you meet a lot of temporary people.
- (via jordancorin)

(Source: mydeepest-fear, via urbanregret)


Big Sur