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by  Kyle Thompson

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“I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.”

— Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time

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“I have been bent and broken, but - I hope - into a better shape.”

— Charles Dickens, Great Expectations (via the-book-diaries)

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“There are years that ask questions and years that answer.”

— Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God (via fyp-philosophy)

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The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved.

Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via thequotejournals)

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“I love you. Infinitely and inexpressibly. I’ve woken up in the middle of the night and here I am writing this. My love, my happiness.” –  Vladimir Nabokov, from a letter to Vera (January 19, 1925), featured in “Letters To Vera” by Vladimir Nabokov (Russian, 1899-1977)

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I have been waiting all year to post this.

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Me, a professional editor while editing: I know precisely what tense you meant to write this in and see where you slipped up, no worries fam, I got you.

Me writing my own work: *incoherent sobbing*

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I don’t know what’s going on but it’s a lot

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There are years that ask questions and years that answer.

Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God (via fyp-philosophy)

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I have been bent and broken, but - I hope - into a better shape.

Charles Dickens, Great Expectations (via the-book-diaries)

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You have so many layers, that you can peel away a few, and everyone’s so shocked or impressed that you’re baring your soul, while to you it’s nothing, because you know you’ve twenty more layers to go.

Craig Thompson (via purplebuddhaquotes)

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