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“If you get that gut feeling that something isn’t right about a person or situation, trust it.”

— Unknown

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The natural ♥️

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It's March. I open the window and spring floats in, kisses me on the nose. I have waited so long — and now the Sun is washing the world in yellow, and now the seeds sprout green in the dirt, and now the trees are budding and ready to bloom — and it was all so worth it.

Schuyler Peck, Worth the Wait

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Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Insulted and Humiliated

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And a flower bloomed. A light, rosy flower with the fragrance of God. The morning was clear like some freshly washed thing.

Clarice Lispector, from Complete Stories "Where Were You at Night"

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girl help they are making me do my job at work

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When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.

Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

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I am not happy, nor am I greatly unhappy; I have a sad, wistful feeling which I can't explain.

Henry Miller, in a letter to Anaïs Nin featured in A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953

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GTKTM: FAVORITE TV SHOW/FILM PER MEMBER ↳ How to Train Your Dragon 2 — by CJ (@robin-buckely)

Yep, Berk is pretty much perfect. All of my hard work has paid off. And it's a good thing, too, because, with Vikings on the backs of dragons, the world just got a whole lot bigger.

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Her love of flowers is really her great charm. For no man loves flowers as women can. She looks coolly at the exquisite petunias and says, in a small far away voice, "They have a very perfect scent." But I feel I can hear oceans of love breaking in her heart.

Katherine Mansfield, from a letter to Dorothy Brett written c. July 1927

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It seems to me that I only begin to live after the sun has come gone down and the stars have come out.

Vita Sackville-West, from a letter to Virginia Woolf wr. c. September 1925

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To get up in the morning, wash and then wait for some unforeseen variety of dread or depression.

E. M. Cioran, The Trouble With Being Born, tr. Richard Howard

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