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Me whenever someone asks why I always recommend horror movies by A24.

Your garden at dusk Is the soul of love Blurred in its beauty And softly caressing; I, gently daring This sweetest confessing, Say your garden at dusk Is your soul. My Love.

“When a poor man gives, he says, “Forgive me for giving so little.” The embarrassment of the poor — “I can’t do any more.” When a rich man gives, he doesn’t say anything. The embarrassment of the rich — “I don’t want to give more.””

Any moment might be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.

You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.

how i sleep at night knowing i’ll never go cave diving

“I used to dislike being sensitive. I thought it made me weak. But take away that single trait, and you take away the very essence of who I am. You take away my conscience, my ability to empathize, my intuition, my creativity, my deep appreciation for the little things, my vivid inner life, my deep awareness of others’ pain, and my passion for it all.”