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The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: A boy who loves you.
— Markus Zusak, The Book Thief (via papercrushed)
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“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
― Oscar Wilde
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Bigamy is having one wife too many. Monogamy is the same
— Oscar Wilde (via schoolofattraction)
(Source: schoolofattraction.com.au)
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I mean, I don’t know how the world broke. And I don’t know if there’s a God who can help us fix it. But the fact that the world is broken - I absolutely believe that. Just look around us. Every minute - every single second - there are a million things you could be thinking about. A million things you could be worrying about. Our world - don’t you just feel we’re becoming more fragmented? I used to think that when I got older, the world would make so much more sense. But you know what? The older I get, the more confusing it is to me. The more complicated it is. Harder. You’d think we’d be getting better at it. But there’s just more and more chaos. The pieces - they’re everywhere. And nobody knows what to do about it. I find myself grasping. You know that feeling? That feeling when you just want the right thing to fall into the right place, not only because it’s right, but because it would mean that such a thing is still possible? I want to believe that.
— Rachel Cohn (via accidentalism)
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Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art…. It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things which give value to survival.
— C.S. Lewis (via accidentalism)
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Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge and lean over to watch the river slipping slowly away beneath you, you will suddenly know everything there is to be known.
— A.A. Milne (via accidentalism)
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Spare me your judgements and spare me your dreams, Cause recently mine have been tearing my seams. I sit alone in this winter clarity which clouds my min. Alone in the wind and the rain you left me.It’s getting dark darling, too dark to see, and I’m on my knees, and your faith in shreds, it seems.
— Mumford & Sons-Thistle and Weeds (via matrem)
