WAYFARING STRANGER

courage is what it takes to stand up and speak. courage is also what it takes to sit down and listen. - winston churchill

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Out of death, life Out of night, day, glory from sorrow Out of grief, joy Out of storm, comes strength for tomorrow Out of dust, gold Out of fire, air, comfort forsaken Out of rage, calm Out of loss, find, glory awaken

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[thresca]

I dream. Sometimes I think that’s the only right thing to do.

Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart 

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[sar-mi]

…like, I don’t like my job, I don’t like this town, I don’t like my clothes, I don’t like my own last name. I don’t know how else to explain it, except that it feels like I should be doing something else. It’s just something in my blood.

Sam Winchester, It’s a Terrible Life (via saramichaels)

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“In books, the truth makes everything good and fine. The good prevail. The wicked are punished. There is happiness. But it’s not like that really, is it?”

“No,” I say. “I suppose it only makes everything known.”

We lean our heads back against the tree and look up at the puffy, white clouds.

“Why bother with it at all then?” Ann says.

“Because you can’t keep up the illusion forever,” I say. “No one has that much magic.”

For a long while, we sit, saying nothing. No one attempts to hold hands or tell a merry joke, to talk of what has happened or what is to come. We simply sit, our backs to the tree, our shoulders grazing on another. It is the lightest of touches and yet it’s enough to weight me to the earth.

And for a moment, I understand that I have friends on this lonely path, that sometimes your place is not something you find, but something you have when you need it.

- Gemma, Ann and Felicity at Pippa's grave - Rebel Angels

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[whatokay]

The cure for anything is salt water- sweat, tears, or the sea.

Isak Dinesen

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So ask me in that way you do

And I’ll leave these fields and I’ll come to you

And watch my heart as it breaks in two

I’m leaving this prairie town

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[lionsandvultures]

Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air.

Ralph Waldo Emerson (via lionsandvultures)

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[missjugni]

Will you come with me to the mountains? It will hurt at first, until your feet are hardened. Reality is harsh to the feet of shadows. But will you come?

C.S. Lewis

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