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YOU ARE THE REASON

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“you’re so pretty,” okay write poetry about me then.
“There are people who dislike you because you do not dislike yourself.”
— Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie (via irenalikestuff)
THE WITCH (2015) dir. Robert Eggers
Anne Sexton, from The Collected Poems; “Flight”
Bergman Island (2021) dir. Mia Hansen-Løve
“What cannot be said will be wept.”
— Sappho, Fragments (via fuckyeahwritersquotesandwisdom)
― Marina Tsvetaeva, Earthly Signs: Moscow Diaries, 1917–1922
[text ID: What am I here for? To listen to my soul.]
Jessica Brown Findlay in Downton Abbey (2010)
THE GREEN KNIGHT (2021) dir. David Lowery
You must learn to let go. Release the stress. You were never in control anyway.
Steve Maraboli (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
“Every morning, therefore, at about 9.30 after breakfast each of us, as if moved by a law of unquestioned nature, went off and ‘worked’ until lunch at one. It is surprising how much one can produce in a year, whether of buns or books or pots or pictures, if one works hard and professonially for three and a half hours every day for 330 days. That was why, despite her disabilities, Virginia was able to produce so very much.”
— Leonard Woolf
“Time rushes by, love rushes by, life rushes by, but the Red Shoes go on.”
What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
— Franz Kafka