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The sensitive suffer more; but they love more, and dream more.
Augusto Cury (via julia-wanders)
I sit before flowers hoping they will train me in the art of opening up I stand on mountain tops believing that avalanches will teach me to let go I know nothing but I am here to learn.
Shane Koyczan (via lazypacific)
She always had that about her, that look of otherness, of eyes that see things much too far, and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the world.
Joanne Harris (via wordsnquotes)
She really is such a child, and though she can be annoying, her warmth is a child’s, her sulking and suffering too.
Harriet Sohmers Zwerling, Memories of Sontag: From an Ex-Pat’s Diary
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i wanna sit in old cafes and listen to the rain just chatting about nothing with you
The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person’s soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack.
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