I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell i carry on my hands to this day.
-Carlos Ruiz Zafon, "The Shadow of the Wind"

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May God forgive me for this and all these things I’ve done.
- Gabrielle Zevin, from All These Things I’ve Done (via the-final-sentence) -
You are a mystery
to me, yet so familiar.
Like a song I’ve never
heard before, and a
tune I’ve known
my entire life.
- Pavana पवन (via maza-dohta) -
posted on July 25 via maza-dohta with 494 notes

vogue-hearts:

never ignore a person who loves you, cares for you, and misses you. because one day, you might wake up from your sleep and realize that you lost the moon while counting the stars.

I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love.
- Kuba Wojewodzki, Polish journalist and comedian (via dysenterygay) -
[She didn’t look back when he spoke again.] “You don’t, Kestrel, even though the god of lies loves you.”
- Marie Rutkoski, from The Winner’s Curse (via the-final-sentence) -
And the child, gazing at me with dark-lashed eyes, laughed.
- Lynn Cullen, from Mrs. Poe (via the-final-sentence) -

temporary-frame-of-mind:

The station
Where I told you
I love you

Stop worrying about your identity and concern yourself with the people you care about, ideas that matter to you, beliefs you can stand by, tickets you can run on. Intelligent humans make those choices with their brain and hearts and they make them alone. The world does not deliver meaning to you. You have to make it meaningful…and decide what you want and need and must do. It’s a tough, unimaginably lonely and complicated way to be in the world. But that’s the deal: you have to live; you can’t live by slogans, dead ideas, clichés, or national flags. Finding an identity is easy. It’s the easy way out.
- Zadie Smith, On Beauty (via quotes-shape-us) -

six word poem 7/8/14

atonguewithbutsixwords:

Prompt: “We dated, it ended, it didn’t work.  I can’t let go of it though, I won’t.  I’m still in love, and I’ll love them to my grave.  I’m not moving on, I just refuse to.  It was too right and so I’ll stay emotionally wrapped within it.  Others will scoff and ridicule, but I’ll still have half of this relationship.”

The sinking
ship IS 
my lifeboat. 

It saddens me because apparently this kind of condition and the prolonged feeling is not rare. I know someone like this and I’m pretty sure some people do too. But the saddest past is probably even though I’m pretty sure I tell myself I wouldn’t love someone to my grave, I know exactly how does that prompt feels.

Live in such a way that if someone spoke badly of you, no one would believe it.
- wow (via babyitsasweetlife) -
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