December 2011
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I am not to speak to you,
I am to think of you when I sit alone or wake at...
– Walt Whitman (via lukashodge)
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How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your...
– J.R.R. Tolkien (via decrepito)
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He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he...
– Leo Tolstoy (via bookofcowardice)
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To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else...
– Ralph Waldo Emerson (via quote-book)
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True love suffers, and is silent.
– Oscar Wilde (via melodyandviolence)
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Are you angry? Punch a pillow. Was it satisfying? Not hardly. These days people...
– Miranda July (The Shared Patio)
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And I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window...
– Charles Bukowski (via atomiclanterns)
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