March 2012
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We are all slowly dying. Not only in the literal sense but in the figurative aswell. We are wasting our time. Some just faster than the others. Valuable time that we, for sure, will not be able to get back. We kill seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, out of boredom, and sometimes with the excuse that there is nothing better to do. Well, it’s murder! We are killing ourselves. Can’t we...
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I was continuing to shrink, to become… what? The infinitesimal? What was...
– Jack Arnold - The Incredible Shrinking Man
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The beginning of love is the will to let those we love be perfectly themselves,...
– Thomas Merton, No Man Is an Island
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I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all. The...
– Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums (via venula)
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Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be...
– C. S. Lewis (via immortels)
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Historical fact: People stopped being people in 1913. That was the year Henry...
– Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex (via kingsrow)
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If I didn’t think, I’d be much happier.
– Sylvia Plath
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My breath shallowed as his fingers traced across my exposed skin. Never had a...
– Anonymous (via andwhisper)
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I was lying in my bed this morning and all of a sudden I got this really sharp...
– Hayley Williams (via palleo)
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I feel timeless. I feel like I’m slowly disappearing from the world. Like every second slips away between my fingers. And I know I can’t get them back. I’m sure. But I don’t know what to do about it. I feel numb. What am I?
I love you,” he whispered, and that was the moment he knew what he was going to...
– Jodi Picoult
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Sometimes it was hard to express how much you loved someone. You said the words,...
– Diane Chamberlain, The Midwife’s Confession