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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Do you know what people really want? Everyone, I mean. Everybody in the world is thinking: I wish there was just one other person I could really talk to, who could really understand me, who’d be kind to me. That’s what people really want, if they’re telling the truth.
Doris Lessing, The Golden Notebook (via misswallflower)
You have
galaxies inside your head.
Stop letting people
tell you
you cannot shine.

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But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?
Haruki Murakami (via misswallflower)
I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.
— Kurt Vonnegut  (via psych-facts)

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Sometimes, I sit alone under the stars
and think of the galaxies inside my
heart, and truly wonder if anyone will
ever want to make sense of all that
I am.

Christopher Poindexter  (via loveyourchaos)

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A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity.
— Franz Kafka (via omarjsakr)

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Most people do not listen
with the intent
to understand;

they listen
with the intent
to reply.

Stephen Covey  (via thatkindofwoman)

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Try to imagine a life without timekeeping.

You probably can’t. You know the month, the year, the day of the week. There is a clock on your wall or the dashboard of your car. You have a schedule, a calendar, a time for dinner or a movie.

Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays.

Man alone measures the time.
Man alone chimes the hour.
And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures.

A fear of time running out.

Mitch Albom (via aastronaut)q

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One day, whether you
are 14,
or 65

you will stumble upon
someone who will start
a fire in you that cannot die.

However, the saddest,
most awful truth
you will ever come to find––

is they are not always
with whom we spend our lives.

Beau Taplin, "The Awful Truth" {Hunting Season – 28 copies left}  (via belluanox)

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Some do drugs, others go out for a run, but in the end we’re all just searching for that tiny space, perhaps a hole, that gives us shelter from the terrible reality of the world.
— Unknown (via inspirart)

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