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Draw a monster. Why is it a monster?

Daughter by Janice Lee I think about this quote a lot.   (via fusels)

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Sadness gives depth. Happiness gives height. Sadness gives roots. Happiness gives branches. Happiness is like a tree going into the sky, and sadness is like the roots going down into the womb of the earth. Both are needed, and the higher a tree goes, the deeper it goes, simultaneously. The bigger the tree, the bigger will be its roots. In fact, it is always in proportion. That’s its balance.

Osho Rajneesh (via larmoyante)

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But in the end, stories are about one person saying to another: This is the way it feels to me. Can you understand what I’m saying? Does it feel this way to you?

Kazuo Ishiguro, in his Nobel prize (2017) acceptance speech.   (via smiththeteacher)

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I beg you, eat me up. Want me down to the marrow.

Hélène Cixous, from “The Love of the Wolf” (via soracities)

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Even disgraced, I still had the blood of the sun in my veins,

Madeline Miller, Circe (via luthienne)

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when kafka said "all the love in the world is useless when there is total lack of understanding" and when richard siken said “if you love me, you don’t love me in a way I understand.”

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We are in the hands of those gods, those monsters, those giants: our thoughts.

Victor Hugo, Ninety-Three

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Whatever causes night in our souls may leave stars.

Victor Hugo, Ninety Three (via thequotejournals)

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“You cannot know how frightened gods are of pain. There is nothing more foreign to them, and so nothing they ache more deeply to see.”

— Madeline Miller, Circe

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reasons not to kiss her 1.) this sort of love is not allowed. you are both too soft, and the world around you is all knives and chipped teeth 2.) no one ever taught you how to love. your war paint and scarred hands could never hold her like she deserves 3.) no one has ever loved you this full surely you would drown in it all 4.) she belongs in a museum, and you are merely here to gaze. look around you, all the signs scream ‘do not touch’ 5.) she touches you like youre fragile, and if you break you wont be able put yourself together again 6.) she is all bubblegum skies and chapped stick kisses, and you cannot watch the love run out of another persons eyes 7.) if you jump, she might catch you, and then youd have to watch as she tumbled through the dark 8.) her gaze is too gentle. you will not be the one to tell her that not everything can be fixed with a smile 9.) she is so good. she is so good, and you cannot ruin one more good thing 10.) you will not watch her crumble under the weight of your sins. she is too light, too breathless to be caught up in the dizziness of your heart reasons to kiss her 1.) she loves you, and her eyes are closed, and didnt your mother ever tell you not to leave a good thing waiting

lessons in listening to your heart, and not your head (via eythatsmycigar)

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Madeline Miller, Circe

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Ilya Kaminsky, “A City Like a Guillotine Shivers on Its Way to the Neck”, Deaf Republic

[Text ID: “At the trial of God, we will ask: why did you allow all this? And the answer will be an echo: why did you allow all this?”]

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I sat with my anger long enough until she told me her real name was grief.

C.S. Lewis (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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It’s a fitting punishment for a monster. To want something so much—to hold it in your arms—and know beyond a doubt you will never deserve it.

Renee Ahdieh, The Wrath and the Dawn (via what-strange-lives-we-live)

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it eats me alive.