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Unworldly, transparent, whimsical and detached, caring very little what people say, Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry written c. September 1918 featured in “The Diary of Virginia Woolf: Volume I (1915-1919),” (via violentwavesofemotion) Source: violentwavesofemotion

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Sometimes what we are searching for does not exist. We may sacrifice for it, even bleed for it, but it was never meant to be ours. Esther Dalseno, Drown (via simply-quotes) Source: simply-quotes

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thedarknessthinkingthelight: It was not the dying that mattered, it was the sadness, the wonder. The few good people crying in the night. The few good people. – Charles Bukowski

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fravery: Félix Labisse – Jean-Louis Barrault in the Trial of Kafka ,1947. It’s only because of their stupidity that they’re able to be so sure of themselves.”― Franz Kafka, The Trial Source: fravery

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The hills are far away. They rise up blacker than childhood. What do you think of, lying so quietly by the water? When you look that way I want to touch you, but do not, seeing as in another life we were of the same blood. Louise Glückn,  poems 1962-2012

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The road is endless, there are no shortcuts and no detours, and yet everyone brings to it his own childish haste. “You must walk this ell of ground, too, you won’t be spared it.” The ZUrau Aphorisms Franz Kafka

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littlepawz: I am terrified by this dark thingThat sleeps in me;All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity. ~Sylvia Plath~ Source: littlepawz

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