November 2011
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…one of the cruelest things you can do to another person is pretend you care...
– Douglas Coupland (via loveyourchaos)
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There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person,...
– Edith Wharton (via 15natives)
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The longer I live, the more uninformed I feel. Only the young have an...
– Isabel Allende, City of the Beasts (via acitydissolving)
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How sad the world is, so beautiful yet so absurd.
– Irène Némirovsky (via xelpmis)
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I want you to know that love is infinite, that it moves beyond the boundaries of skin and earth and mortality. It is born from loneliness, from a desire to share beauty with another kindred soul.
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I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes...
– Mary Shelley, Frankenstein. (via riverran)
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I wonder, do I love you or the thought of you?
– Slow, Love, Slow (via fragmentoftheuniverse)
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We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
– Oscar Wilde (via kari-shma)
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She had read much and her memory was retentive. She had a pretty gift for...
– The Creative Impulse, W. Somerset Maugham (via whizzbees)
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The purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever...
– Kurt Vonnegut (via 15natives)
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Some people feel like they don’t deserve love. They walk away quietly into empty...
– Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild (via kimberlywin)
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I felt his hot tears and the loneliness of man and the sweetness of all men and...
– John Fante, Full of Life (via pavorst)
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