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the.ultimate.believer

The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think, the way they see themselves, the way they see the world – You can change the way people live their lives. That‘s the only lasting thing you can create.
And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don‘t believe in magic will never find it.
via/snob, habitually chic, they all hate us

The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile … Weiterlesen →

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..your.heart.knows.things.that.your.mind.cannot.explain..

I, with a deeper instinct, choose people who compel my strength, who make enormous demands on me, who do not doubt my courage or my toughness, who do not believe me naive or innocent, who have the courage to treat me like a woman. These people give me a smile that just seems so genuinely sweet with just the right touch of shyness that unexpected warmth rushes through me.
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I, with a deeper instinct, choose people who compel my strength, who make enormous demands on me, who do not doubt my courage or my toughness, who do not believe me naive or innocent, who have the courage to treat … Weiterlesen →

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I am everything that you are, that you made out of me, that you loved about me and gave me.

I close my eyes and remember, through the noise, her scent; powdery, elegant, safe, strong, the scent of unconditional love. I look down and see her delicate hands, their skin so thin I can faintly see their veins, her nails round, soft and clear. Yet these are the hands that have held me, carried me, talked to me. They carassed me, they walked me to school, and I held on to them when I was scared. Oh, how I love them. What I would give to feel them running through my hair… in my sleep, every day, here. Mami, I love you, everyday, every second. always.

 

I close my eyes and remember, through the noise, her scent; powdery, elegant, safe, strong, the scent of unconditional love. I look down and see her delicate hands, their skin so thin I can faintly see their veins, her nails … Weiterlesen →

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we.are.asleep.with.compasses.in.our.hands

 

Life moves on, whether we act as cowards or heroes. Life has no other discipline to impose, if we would but realize it, than to accept life unquestioningly. Everything we shut our eyes to, everything we run away from, everything we deny, denigrate or despise, serves to defeat us in the end. What seems nasty, painful, evil, can become a source of beauty, joy, and strength, if faced with an open mind. Every moment is a golden one for him who has the vision to recognize it as such.
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  Life moves on, whether we act as cowards or heroes. Life has no other discipline to impose, if we would but realize it, than to accept life unquestioningly. Everything we shut our eyes to, everything we run away from, … Weiterlesen →

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pleasure.is.the.bait.of.sin

 

 

Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibility of separation.
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    Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other, it is fed with the necessity of seeing each other, it is concluded with the impossibility of separation. via/habitually chic, snob, anine bing  

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How dreadful…to be caught up in a game and have no idea of the rules.

I am free, no matter what rules surround me. If I find them tolerable, I tolerate them; if I find them too obnoxious, I break them. I am free because I know that I alone am morally responsible for everything I do.
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I am free, no matter what rules surround me. If I find them tolerable, I tolerate them; if I find them too obnoxious, I break them. I am free because I know that I alone am morally responsible for everything … Weiterlesen →

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all.really.big.discoveries.are.the.results.of.thought

“Don‘t keep forever on the public road,going only where others have gone, and following one after the other like a flock of sheep. Leave the beaten track occasionally and dive into the woods. ‚Every time you do so you will be certain to find something that you have never seen before. Of course it will be a little thing, but do not ignore it. Follow it up, explore all around it; one discovery will lead to another, and before you know it you will have something worth thinking about to occupy your mind.” ― Alexander Graham Bell
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“Don‘t keep forever on the public road,going only where others have gone, and following one after the other like a flock of sheep. Leave the beaten track occasionally and dive into the woods. ‚Every time you do so you will … Weiterlesen →

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walk..in..the..light

That’s what makes it so right. Your eyes– your soul is there, but the rest of you is still so undefined. The eyes show everything you’ve seen so far, but the rest of you is still so open to possibility, to whatever you might become.
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That’s what makes it so right. Your eyes– your soul is there, but the rest of you is still so undefined. The eyes show everything you’ve seen so far, but the rest of you is still so open to possibility, … Weiterlesen →

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not everything to everyone but something to someone



If I were to wish for anything, I should not wish for wealth and power, but for the passionate sense of potential — for the eye which, ever young and ardent, sees the possible. Pleasure disappoints; possibility never.
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If I were to wish for anything, I should not wish for wealth and power, but for the passionate sense of potential — for the eye which, ever young and ardent, sees the possible. Pleasure disappoints; possibility never. via/snob, they … Weiterlesen →

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in.secret…between.the.shadow.and.the.soul


I’ve dreamed a lot. I’m tired now from dreaming but not tired of dreaming. No one tires of dreaming, because to dream is to forget, and forgetting does not weigh on us, it is a dreamless sleep throughout which we remain awake. In dreams we have achieved everything.
Reality is different. And we constantly ask ourselves – does it make sense in the end?
via/snob, they all hate us, loft I love, anine bing

I’ve dreamed a lot. I’m tired now from dreaming but not tired of dreaming. No one tires of dreaming, because to dream is to forget, and forgetting does not weigh on us, it is a dreamless sleep throughout which we remain … Weiterlesen →

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