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A woman in search of her inner self----and of everything maybe. Her heart she offers to HIM. An honest skeptic, but she CLINGS UNTO HIM.

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~ Monday, March 25 ~

“ I like an ending that’s both a door and a window.

— Stanley Kunitz (via theparisreview)

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~ Saturday, February 23 ~

“ The way sadness works is one of the strange riddles of the world. If you are stricken with a great sadness, you may feel as if you have been set aflame, not only because of the enormous pain, but also because your sadness may spread over your life, like smoke from an enormous fire. You might find it difficult to see anything but your own sadness, the way smoke can cover a landscape so that all anyone can see is black. You may find that if someone pours water all over you, you are damp and distracted, but not cured of your sadness, the way a fire department can douse a fire but never recover what has been burnt down.

— Lemony Snicket, The Bad Beginning (via pavorst)

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~ Tuesday, January 29 ~

“ Most men and women lead lives at the worst so painful, at the best so monotonous, poor and limited that the urge to escape, the longing to transcend themselves if only for a few moments, is and has always been one of the principal appetites of the soul.

— The Doors of Perception, Aldous Huxley (via picalla)

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~ Friday, January 25 ~

“ People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.

— Neil Gaiman (via thoughtsdetained)

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