There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to find how you yourself have altered.
—Nelson Mandela. (via jennieinparis)
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I think that one of these days you’re going to have to find out where you want to go. And then you’ve got to start going there.
—J.D. Salinger (via musingsinfemininity)
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I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.
—F. Scott Fitzgerald (via cass-b-s)
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Personally, I like to think my brother is having a college experience like they do in the movies. I don’t mean the big fraternity party kind of movie. More like the movie where the guy meets a smart girl who wears a lot of sweaters and drinks cocoa. They talk about books and issues and kiss in the rain. I think something like that would be very good for him, especially if the girl were unconventionally beautiful. They are the best kind of girls, I think. I personally find ‘supermodels’ strange. I don’t know why this is.
—Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via sheistoofondofbooks)
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I am learning to see. I don’t know why it is, but everything enters me more deeply and doesn’t stop where it once used to.
—Rainer Maria Rilke (via human-voices)
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Some people meet the way the sky meets the earth — inevitably, and there is no stopping or holding back their love. It exists in a finished world, beyond the reach of common sense.
—Louise Erdrich (via papillonviolet)
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I believe that suffering is part of the narrative, and that nothing really good gets built when everything’s easy. I believe that loss and emptiness and confusion often give way to new fullness and wisdom.
—Shauna Niequist, Bittersweet (via thresca)
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One of the mixed blessings of being twenty and twenty-one and even twenty-three is the conviction that nothing like this, all evidence to the contrary notwithstanding, has ever happened to anyone before.
—Joan Didion, Slouching Towards Bethlehem (via musingsinfemininity)
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