February 2012
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That’s who you really like. The people you can think out loud in front of.
– John Green (via saddest-summer)
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I remember riding in a taxi one afternoon between very tall buildings under a...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald “My Lost City” (via poydrasreview)
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When he went back to the fire he knelt and smoothed her hair as she slept and he...
– Cormac McCarthy (via whatokay)
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There will come a time when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a...
– John Green (via venula)
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I was as hollow and empty as the spaces between stars.
– Raymond Chandler, The Long Goodbye
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I shall revenge myself in the cruelest way you can imagine. I shall forget it.
– John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent
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Sometimes I’d rather be a tree frog. I don’t think they fall asleep worried that...
– Stephen Fry
(via tigerxxeyes)
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Not all of us are writers and not all of us are artists or painters, but all of...
– Tegan Quin (via mizmollz)
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The first draft of anything is shit.
– Ernest Hemingway. (via thewritersaddress)
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Some part of me knew he would show up, that if I stood in one place long enough...
– Nick Flynn, Another Bullshit Night in Suck City
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I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via saddest-summer)
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