Not all those who wander are lost
Have the strength to be true to yourself even if you don't know who you are yet - Paulo Coelho
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not all those who wander are lost -j.r.r. tolkien
Our culture has accepted two huge lies. The first is that if you disagree with someone’s lifestyle, you must fear or hate them. The second is that to love someone means you agree with everything they believe or do. Both are nonsense. You don’t have to compromise convictions to be compassionate.

Rick Warren

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moon dust in your lungs
stars in your eyes

you are a child of the cosmos
and ruler of the skies

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My mind vanishes
from time to time but never
do you from my mind.

Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)

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My Uncle Alex Vonnegut, an insurance salesman who lived at 5033 North Pennsylvania, taught me something very important. He said that when things are going really well we should be sure to notice it. He was talking about very simple occasions, not great victories. Maybe drinking lemonade under a shade tree, or smelling the aroma of a bakery, or fishing, or listening to music coming from a concert hall while standing in the dark outside, or, dare I say, after a kiss. He told me it was important at such times to say out loud, “If this isn’t nice, what is?”
Kurt Vonnegut (via indoor-exploration)

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She belonged in libraries and book stores. She left her heart between the pages of her books.
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I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.
— Edgar Allan Poe, Complete Writings  (via revestis)

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I love you, but I’m mad at you is one of the most freeing, important things you can say in a stable relationship. Does that make sense? To know that you have the ability and the right to be mad at someone and know that it doesn’t mean things are over, that it doesn’t mean things are irreparable. That it just means I’m mad, but God, I love you. I love you. Now leave me alone.
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Will I be something?
Am I something?

And the answer comes:
You already are.
You always were.
And you still have time to be.

- Anis Mojgani


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A writer is a world trapped in a person.
— Victor Hugo (via dixonngreene)

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