Posts tagged Quotes.

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.

Sylvia Plath (via quotes-shape-us)

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Some days in late August at home are like this, the air thin and eager like this, with something in it sad and nostalgic and familiar…

 William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury (via afroui)

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Death followed by eternity… the worst of both worlds. It is a terrible thought.

Tom Stoppard (via human-voices)

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To be alive

To be alive: not just the carcass
But the spark.
That’s crudely put, but…

If we’re not supposed to dance,
Why all this music?

Gregory Orr (via mayahansens)

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We make each other alive. Does it matter if it hurts?

Ingmar Bergman, from a letter to Liv Ullmann  (via arabellesicardi)

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Just because your pain is understandable, doesn’t mean your behavior is acceptable.

Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience (via alchemy)

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Your voice sounds completely different in different languages. It alters your personality somehow. I don’t think people get the same feeling from you. The rhythm changes. Because the rhythm of the language is different, it changes your inner rhythm and that changes how you process everything.

When I hear myself speak French, I look at myself differently. Certain aspects will feel closer to the way I feel or the way I am and others won’t. I like that—to tour different sides of yourself. I often find when looking at people who are comfortable in many languages, they’re more comfortable talking about emotional stuff in a certain language or political stuff in another and that’s really interesting, how people relate to those languages.

Francois Arnaud for Interview Magazine  (via cresmix)

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If you leave, please stay gone.

Cc (six word story)

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Your criticism sounds to me as if you have read too many critical books and are too smart in an artificial, destructive, and very limited way.

Flannery O’Connor (via aquietstrengthdwells)

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She was laughing even as we kissed and kissed again.There is no better taste than this: someone else’s laughter in your mouth.

Forever by Maggie Stiefvater (via parachute3s)

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Alex Turner’s love letter to Alexa Chung

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It is difficult to be sat on all day, every day, by some other creature, without forming an opinion on them.

On the other hand, it is perfectly possible to sit all day, every day, on top of another creature and not have the slightest thought about them whatsoever.

Douglas Adams

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To forgive is the highest, most beautiful form of love. In return, you will receive untold peace and happiness

Robert Muller (via thatkindofwoman)

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Some names will always taste bitter.

6 Word Poem About Love, by Devyn Springer (via mrgolightly)

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