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Jun 17, 2011
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.Anaïs Nin
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Jun 17, 2011
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Jun 16, 2011
Death is an endless night so awful to contemplate that it can make us love life and value it with such passion that it may be the ultimate cause of all joy and all art.Paul Theroux
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Jun 14, 2011
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Jun 14, 2011
We can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain and renunciation. It’s one thing to feel that you are on the right path, but it’s another to think that yours is the only path.Paulo Coelho (via atomos)
Jun 9, 2011
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Jun 7, 2011
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