It is well known that reading quickens the growth of a heart like nothing else.
Catherynne M. Valente, The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making (via larmoyante)
6 hours ago
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The first person you fell in love with stole your heart. The first person you made love with stole your soul. And if these were one and the same, you were doomed.
The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost.
Respect yourself enough to walk away from anything that no longer serves you, grows you, and makes you happy.
There is a universal truth we all have to face, whether we want to or not, everything eventually ends. As much as I’ve looked forward to this day, I’ve always disliked endings. Last day of summer, the final chapter of a great book, parting ways with a close friend. But endings are inevitable. Leaves fall. You close the book. You say goodbye. Today is one of those days for us. Today we say goodbye to everything that was familiar, everything that was comfortable. We’re moving on. But just because we’re leaving, and that hurts, there’s some people who are so much a part of us, they’ll be with us no matter what. They are our solid ground. Our North Star. And the small clear voices in our hearts that will be with us, always.
“Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself and know that everything in this life has a purpose. There are no mistakes; all events are blessings given to us to learn from.”
2 weeks ago
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There is a limit to the amount of misery and disarray you will put up with, for love, just as there is a limit to the amount of mess you can stand around a house. You can’t know the limit beforehand, but you will know when you’ve reached it. I believe this.
Alice Munro (via larmoyante)
6 hours ago
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Complaining is stupid. Either act or forget.
Some people meet the way the sky meets the earth, inevitably, and there is no stopping or holding back their love. It exists in a finished world, beyond the reach of common sense.
Louise Erdrich (via emotional-algebra)
2 weeks ago
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“We have to allow ourselves to be loved by the people who really love us, the people who really matter. Too much of the time, we are blinded by our own pursuits of people to love us, people that don’t even matter. All that time we waste, the people who do love us have to stand on the sidewalk and watch us beg in the streets. It’s time to put an end to this. It’s time for us to let ourselves be loved.”
2 weeks ago
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Things end. People leave. And you know what? Life goes on. Besides, if bad things didn’t happen, how would you be able to feel the good ones?
