Claire Keane
Love Begins
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Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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trying on a metaphor
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Mike Driver
Acquired Stardust
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Keni
YOU ARE THE REASON
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art blog(derogatory)
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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It brought me closest to the ground I needed to root in — closest to my deep self, and perhaps to what I now know were truths my family never told, secrets renewed down through generations, alcoholism and religious martyrdom on one side, poverty and sacrificed lives on the other.
Annie Finch, "Greatest Hits Series #255"
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Ella Frances Sanders
He was too rich; like fine chocolate, deprivation and excess of him toed the same thin line.
waiting for roses; b.e. (via fluerdelis)
I do not trust people who don’t love themselves and yet tell me, ‘I love you.’ There is an African saying which is: Be careful when a naked person offers you a shirt.
Maya Angelou (via psych-facts)
And remember, you shall suffer all things and again suffer: until you have sufficient sufferance to accept all things.
Austin Osman Spare (via novemberkind)
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Others fear vulnerability; I find magic in it.
theprinceofnostalgia (via wnq-writers)
i want to inspire tenderness, i want you to treat me with care, touch me as if i were fragile. i want you to remember that we’re all like this, whether we look soft or breakable; sturdy and strong
Many of us spend our whole lives running from feeling with the mistaken belief that you can not bear the pain. But you have already borne the pain. What you have not done is feel all you are beyond that pain.
Kahlil Gibran (via purplebuddhaproject)
If you’re asking me if I like your company, the answer is yes. If, on the other hand, you’re asking me if I could live without you, the answer is also yes.
Paulo Coelho, The Zahir (via thelovejournals)
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How odd, I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.
David Foster Wallace , The Pale King (via thatkindofwoman)
The creative personality is always one that looks on the world as fit for change and on himself as an instrument for change. Otherwise, what are you creating for? If the world is perfectly all right the way it is, you have no place in it. The creative personality thinks of the world as a canvas for change and of himself as a divine agent of change.
Jacob Bronowski
Embrace uncertainty. Some of the most beautiful chapters in our lives won’t have a title until much later.
Bob Goff (via quotemadness)
. . . I follow with my eyes the proud and futile wake. Which, as it bears me from no fatherland away, bears me onward to no shipwreck.
Samuel Beckett, Molloy
“I'd rather be a lightning rod than a seismograph.”
Ken Kesey
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The heart of another is a dark forest.
Turgenev, “The Duellist” (via invisiblestories)
Have you blossoms and books, those solaces of sorrow?
Emily Dickinson, from a letter to C. H. Clark, January 18, 1885 (via litverve)
