Death created time to grow the things that it would kill.

Rust Cohle, True Detective (via meggannn)

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I am not well read, but when I do read, I read well.

Kurt Cobain, Journals

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I use bits and pieces of others personalities to form my own.

Kurt Cobain, Journals

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With the aurora borealis flaming coldly overhead, or the stars leaping in the frost dance, and the land numb and frozen under its pall of snow, this song of the huskies might have been the defiance of life, only it was pitched in minor key, with long-drawn wailings and half-sobs, and was more the pleading of life, the articulate travail of existence. It was an old song, old as the breed itself—one of the first songs of the younger world in a day when songs were sad.

Jack London

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As one grows weaker one is less susceptible to suffering. There is less hurt because there is less to hurt.

Jack London, The Star Rover

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Life is not always a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well.

Jack London

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I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.

Jack London

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He was mastered by the sheer surging of life, the tidal wave of being, the perfect joy of each separate muscle, joint, and sinew in that it was everything that was not death, that it was aglow and rampant, expressing itself in movement, flying exultantly under the stars.

Jack LondonThe Call of the Wild

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I will never ask if you don’t ever tell me,
I know you well enough to know you never loved me.

Taking Back Sunday, “Cute Without the ‘E’ (Cut From The Team)”

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A mistake repeated more than once is a decision.

Paulo Coelho

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