Quote reblogged from Scarlet Lips with 1,430 notes
Promise me you’ll always remember: You’re braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.
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Quote reblogged from Stepinsidemymind with 482 notes
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.
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Photo reblogged from printed ink with 1,059 notes
A Little Princess, by Frances Hodgson Burnett
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Quote reblogged from Quote Book: with 4,046 notes
My ambition is handicapped by laziness.
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Photo reblogged from My So-Called Life with 4,004 notes
Bibliochaise, $5,821 at Timorous Beasties
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Link reblogged from Killing Charlemagne with 100 notes
Killing Charlemagne: excerpt from House of Leaves - Mark Z. Danielewski →
Who has never killed an hour? Not casually or without thought, but carefully: a premeditated murder of minutes. The violence comes from a combination of giving up, not caring, and a resignation that getting past it is all you can hope to accomplish. So you kill the hour. You do not work, you do…
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Quote reblogged from The final sentence. with 127 notes
Surrounded by a deep and comfortable sea of blank space, she is right there—one end of a luminous brain-bridge—plain as day, front and center, hidden in full view.
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Quote reblogged from ways to feel forgotten with 218 notes
It feels like a moment I’ve lived a thousand times before, as if everything is familiar, right up to the moment of my death, that it will happen again an infinite number of times, that we will meet, marry, have our children, succeed in the ways we have, fail in the ways we have, all exactly the same, always unable to change a thing. I am again at the bottom of an unstoppable wheel, and when I feel my eyes close for death, as they have and will a thousand times, I awake.
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