18 6 / 2013

"Blessed are the cracked, for they shall let in the light."

Groucho Marx (via penseesduchoeur)

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18 6 / 2013

"Water is the softest thing, yet it can penetrate mountains and earth. This shows clearly the principle of softness overcoming hardness."

Lao Tzu (via cosmofilius)

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18 6 / 2013

"She wishes she could go back a few decades, grow up again. The first time, she missed something; she missed a stage, or some vital information other people seemed to have. This time she would make different choices. She would be less obedient; she would not ask for permission. She would not say “I do” but “I am."

“Wilderness Tips”
Margaret Atwood  (via even-a-small-love)

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17 6 / 2013

"I could start fires with what I feel for you."

Fires, David Ramirez

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15 6 / 2013

"You can’t change the people around you, but you can change the people that you choose to be around."

15 6 / 2013

"I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words."

Unknown 

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14 6 / 2013

"My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?"

David Mitchell - Cloud Atlas 

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13 6 / 2013

"I will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers. I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air, alive, with closed eyes."

E.E. Cummings 

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13 6 / 2013

"I saw him hip-deep in some icy water, chasing a book, and I saw a boy lying in bed, imagining how a kiss would taste from his glorious next-door neighbor. He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry."

Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

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13 6 / 2013