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“Everything’s a risk. Not doing anything is a risk. It’s up to you.”
— Nicola Yoon
“If things go wrong don’t go with them.”
— Roger Babson
I wanted you to be able to lean against me when you are tired. July 6, 1898 Rilke and Andreas-Salomé: a love story in letters (1897-1926)
— sylvia plath (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
And suddenly you know: It’s time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings.
Meister Eckhart
Charles Baudelaire, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Charles Baudelaire
“Despair is the price one pays for self-awareness. Look deeply into life, and you’ll always find despair.”
— Irvin Yalom
RHIAN TEASDALE of WET LEG for NYLON Magazine, 2025 Ph. by Dafy Hagai
RHIAN TEASDALE of WET LEG for The New York Times Ph. by Meghan Marin
“What you’re supposed to do when you don’t like a thing is change it. If you can’t change it, change the way you think about it. Don’t complain.”
— Maya Angelou
Hayley Williams performing at Bonnaroo during Remi Wolf’s set (2025) by Christian Sarkine for Flood Magazine
Adore each other. Be fiendishly smitten. Be frantically in love. Can there be too many perfumes, too many rosebuds, too many nightingales? Can lovers love each other too much, be too enchanting, too beguiling, too charming? Is it possible to be too much alive, too happy? Adore each other, and never mind the rest.
— Victor Hugo, Les Misérables (1862)