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If it costs you your peace, it is too expensive.
-Paulo Coelho
âYou are so intense. Like a storm. Itâs shocking how intense you are.â
â Francesca Lia Block, Blood Roses
Being happy helps you create healthier boundaries. You start protecting what makes you feel good.
Letters from a Fairy
Trying to be soft in a world that is unkind.
âI look at you like I am about to fall along with the world that falls around me, and you look at me like you are ready to catch everything.â
â Lukas W
a little tired, that's all
I'm so glad you failed so another could succeed at loving me the way I needed to be.
-Blanche
âIt all depends on how we look at things, and not how they are in themselves.â
â Unknown
âIf everybody always lies to you, the consequence is not that you believe the lies, but rather that nobody believes anything any longer. This is because lies, by their very nature, have to be changed, and a lying government has constantly to rewrite its own history. On the receiving end you get not only one lieâa lie which you could go on for the rest of your daysâbut you get a great number of lies, depending on how the political wind blows.â
â Hannah Arendt, âInterview with Roger Erreraâ, The New York Review of Books (26 October 1978)
â Gustave Flaubert, from a letter to Louise Colet (via letsbelonelytogetherr)