Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better.
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| — | Henry Rollins (via kari-shma) |
Some religions call life a dream, or a dreaming, but what if it is a memory? What if this new world isn’t new at all but a memory of a new world? What if we really do keep making the same mistakes again and again, never remembering the lessons to learn but never forgetting either that it had been different, that there was a pristine place? Perhaps the universe is a memory of our mistakes.
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| — | The Stone Gods, Jeanette Winterson (via helplesslyamazed) |
You’ll meet her. She’s very pretty, even though sometimes she’s sad for many days at a time. You’ll see, when she smiles, you’ll love her.
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| — | Pan’s Labryrinth (via myhertsgard) |
There must be something strangely sacred in salt. It is in our tears and in the sea.
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| — | Khalil Gibran (via more-or-less-human) |
Maybe my life hasn’t been so chaotic. It’s just the world that is and the only real trap is getting attached to any of it.
This is all my spirit can take
Any more and i will surely meet decay
Any more and i will surely meet decay
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| — | Tool - Cry For You (via windowtonowhere) |
Nicki Minaj - Here i am
Perhaps love is a minor madness. And as with madness, it’s unendurable alone. The one person who can relieve us is of course the sole person we cannot go to: the one we love. So instead we seek out allies, even among strangers and wives, fellow patients who, if they can’t touch the edge of our particular sorrow, have felt something that cuts nearly as deep.
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| — | Andrew Sean Greer, The Story of a Marriage (via helplesslyamazed) |
