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Posted on 20th Oct at 10:04 PM, with 46,635 notes
"We mature with the damage, not with the years."
Mateus William
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Posted on 20th Oct at 9:01 PM
"If nothing we do matters, then all that matters is what we do."
Angel, S2E16 Epiphany
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Posted on 12th Oct at 3:07 PM, with 160,990 notes
"Sunshine all the time makes a desert."
Arab proverb
Posted on 26th Sep at 2:08 PM, with 324 notes
"For these beings, fall is the ever normal season, the only weather, there be no choice beyond. Where do they come from? The dust. Where do they go? The grave. Does blood stir their veins? No: the night wind. What ticks in their head? The worm. What speaks from their mouth? The toad. What sees from their eye? The snake. What hears with their ear? The abyss between the stars. They sift the human storm for souls, eat flesh of reason, fill tombs with sinners. They frenzy forth. In gusts they beetle-scurry, creep, thread, filter, motion, make all moons sullen, and surely cloud all clear-run waters. The spider-web hears them, trembles - breaks. Such are the autumn people. Beware of them."
Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes 
Posted on 23rd Sep at 5:11 PM, with 1 note
"Steams like black clouds, and the groves of trees, growing out over their lake are all covered, with frozen spray, and wind down snakelike, roots that reach as far as the water, and help keep it dark. At night that lake burns like a torch. No one knows its bottom, no wisdom reaches such depths."
Excerpt from Beowulf, the oldest surviving epic poem of Old English
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Posted on 21st Sep at 4:03 PM, with 4,439 notes
"There’s a responsibility in being a person. It’s more than just taking up space where air would be."
John Steinbeck 
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Posted on 21st Sep at 8:02 AM, with 18,147 notes
"I have my mother’s mouth and my father’s eyes; on my face, they are still together."
Warsan Shire
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Posted on 20th Sep at 10:39 PM, with 400 notes
"There are too many of us and we are all too far apart."
Kurt Vonnegut
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Posted on 19th Sep at 7:28 PM, with 877 notes
"He danced on the knife’s edge between awareness and sleep. When he dreamt like this, he was a king. The world was his to bend. His to burn."
Maggie Stiefvater, The Dream Thieves
Posted on 18th Sep at 2:55 PM, with 149 notes
"I ruled a smoking, wrecked kingdom with a hard and deadly hand. It was dark and gory. No one liked living there, not even its king. It had a soundtrack. All screams."
John Darnielle, Wolf in White Van
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