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When proteins hit the catwalk 🌟 [Goat Police]
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I’ve had so many knives stuck into me, when they hand me a flower I can’t quite make out what it is. It takes time.
Charles Bukowski, Screams From the Balcony (via wordsnquotes)
He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.
Elbert Hubbard (via wordsnquotes)
Is it possible that you may have some self-punishing instinct — very deep down, I wouldn't even presume to guess what it would be rooted in … that causes you to feel a pleasurable rejection of your own identity by rejecting someone who expresses a seemingly unconditional love for you?
"One More Thing" by B.J. Novack
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless,—it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.
C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves (via wordsnquotes)
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I wish everyone could get rich and famous and have everything they ever dreamed of so they would know that’s not the answer.
Jim Carrey (via liberatingreality)
"Where will you be when the atomic bombs fall?"
One of the risks of being quiet is that the other people can fill your silence with their own interpretation: You’re bored. You’re depressed. You’re shy. You’re stuck up. You’re judgmental. When others can’t read us, they write their own story—not always one we choose or that’s true to who we are.
Sophia Dembling, The Introvert’s Way: Living a Quiet Life in a Noisy World (via wordsnquotes)
I firmly believe in small gestures: pay for their coffee, hold the door for strangers, over tip, smile or try to be kind even when you don’t feel like it, pay compliments, chase the kid’s runaway ball down the sidewalk and throw it back to him, try to be larger than you are— particularly when it’s difficult. People do notice, people appreciate. I appreciate it when it’s done to (for) me. Small gestures can be an effort, or actually go against our grain (I’m not a big one for paying compliments…), but the irony is that almost every time you make them, you feel better about yourself. For a moment life suddenly feels lighter…
Jonathan Carroll (via wordsnquotes)
We’re the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War’s a spiritual war… our Great Depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won’t. And we’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed off.
Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club (via wordsnquotes)
I feel very transparent in myself. I’m more of an observer. I’m interested in what’s going on. I’m not sure that I really have a personality. Some people think I do have a personality. I have a personality when I am with certain people — but when I’m not with them I don’t have that personality. I just sort of go back to resembling a transparent glass of water.
Joyce Carol Oates (via aestheticintrovert)