“She was desperate and she was choosey at the same time and, in a way, beautiful, but she didn’t have quite enough going for her to become what she imagined herself to be.”
— Charles Bukowski, Factotum
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“She was desperate and she was choosey at the same time and, in a way, beautiful, but she didn’t have quite enough going for her to become what she imagined herself to be.”
— Charles Bukowski, Factotum
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“You know what’s weird? Day by day, nothing seems to change, but pretty soon everything’s different.”
— Bill Watterson
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“Why don’t people’s hearts tell them to continue following their dreams?”
— Paulo Coelho
“The truth is, unless you let go, unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation, unless you realize that the situation is over, you cannot move forward.”
— Steve Maraboli (via amortizing)
“Should I tell you why the flowers do not fade and the source does not dry up? There, there, deep beneath the roots, lies my splendid sorrow, nourishing with eternal tears, Ophelia, your flowers.”
— Alexander Blok, tr. by Boris Jakim, from Poems of Sophia; “Ante Lucem,”
“You’ll never be able to find yourself if you’re lost in someone else.”
— Colleen Hoover
““A painter should begin every canvas with a wash of black, because all things in nature are dark except where exposed by the light.””
— Leonardo da Vinci
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He in his madness prays for storms, and dreams that storms will bring him peace.
i just…want my eyes to have lil hearts in em u know?
