April 01, 2012

Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers.  Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body.  To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually.  It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone.  More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, the act of holding hands is often trivialised in its true implications.  As the Beatles once said: ”I want to hold your hand”.

Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers.  Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body.  To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually.  It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone.  More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, the act of holding hands is often trivialised in its true implications.  As the Beatles once said: ”I want to hold your hand”.

(Source: ellie-bartowski, via eletheowl)

March 31, 2012
“There are two kinds of love. In the safe kind you look for someone who’s exactly like you. It’s what most folks settle for. But then there’s the other kind of love. Everyone’s born with a ragged edge, and some folks crave that piece that’s a perfect fit. You’ll search for it forever, if you have to. And if you’re lucky enough to find it, it looks so right, you start to tear at your own seams, thinking, maybe I could look just as perfect. But then, of course, when you try to get close to their other half, you don’t fit anymore. That kind of love.. you come out of it a different person than you were when you started.”

— Jodi Picoult (via eletheowl)