Writing is something that you don’t know how to do. You sit down and it’s something that happens, or it may not happen. So, how can you teach anybody how to write? It’s beyond me, because you yourself don’t even know if you’re going to be able to. I’m always worried, well, you know, every time I go upstairs with my wine bottle. Sometimes I’ll sit at that typewriter for fifteen minutes, you know. I don’t go up there to write. The typewriter’s up there. If it doesn’t start moving, I say, well this could be the night that I hit the dust.
Charles Bukowski (via observando)

goodbetterbetta:

Reminder:

-pets have their own right to live and be happy
-they are not on this planet only to please you
-you are responsible for the health and well-being of your pets
-if you cannot or choose not to provide your pet with what it needs, you are being abusive (yes that includes birds, reptiles, rodents, and fish)
-having an animal in your life is a privilege, not a right

We fell in love, despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created. For me, love like that has only happened once, and that’s why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. I’ll never forget a single moment of it.
Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook (via observando)