“Sometimes suffering is just suffering. It doesn’t make you stronger. It doesn’t build character. It only hurts.”
— Kate Jacobs; Comfort Food
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“Sometimes suffering is just suffering. It doesn’t make you stronger. It doesn’t build character. It only hurts.”
— Kate Jacobs; Comfort Food
The library is inhabited by spirits that come out of the pages at night.
Isabel Allende
El arte, la ciencia y la filosofía no están separadas; en mi vida, caminan de la mano.
Existen historias que se quedan con nosotros, sin importar cuán lejos nos lleve el tiempo.
“Do you ever miss yourself? The person you were before you had your first heartbreak or before you got betrayed by a person you trusted?”
— Unknown
“A una persona únicamente la conoce quien la ama sin esperanza.”
— Walter Benjamin
“Please stop destroying what is left of your heart by constantly thinking about things that have broken you.”
— Unknown
Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin Volume 1 1931-1934
To be seen is not to be loved. But to be loved is to be seen and understood completely.
¿Qué loco no? Que la persona que literalmente destruyo tu alma y corazón, tu idea del amor, una versión tuya; ahora esté ahí afuera como si nada, amando de nuevo, que genial
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment
— Nipuna Mehta (via @nipsyyy)
— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Vera
Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001
I know I’m fucked up because even in my daydreams people always end up doing me dirty and breaking my heart. I can’t imagine a reality in which I’m loved…
Everybody shut up I'm sinking into a daydream universe where I'm loved and nothing is wrong