December 2011
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Suffering has been stronger than all other teaching, and has taught me to...
– Charles Dickens, Great Expectations (via atavus)
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trumspringa
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. the temptation to step off your career track and become a shepherd in the mountains, following your flock between pastures with a sheepdog and a rifle, watching storms at dusk from the doorway of a small cabin, just the kind of hypnotic diversion that allows your thoughts to make a break for it and wander back to their cubicles in the city.
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somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have...
– e. e. cummings (via loveyourchaos)
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I wish someone would answer that question I posted...
What would you do if you knew you could never fail?
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Knowledge speaks, but wisdom listens.
– Jimi Hendrix
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Journeys are the midwives of thought. Few places are more conducive to internal...
– Alain de Botton, The Art of Travel
This is so true. I’m always so inspired to write when I’m travelling. The words just flow when I’m on the train, up in the air or in a new city.
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I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like...
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
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matte finish
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. an expression found in photos of people who have since died—bittersweet, vulnerable, faintly distracted—an illusion that occurs when a one-off snapshot suddenly becomes a glimpse of someone as vivid and alive as they’ll ever be, like the flash of color that sometimes appears just after the sun sets.
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If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda
I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me. Well, now, if...
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