Rebecca Plaine

Petite in Pearls. Lustrous & Cultured; Slightly Flawed, but Perfectly (high) Strung. Babson Alumni & NYU Grad.

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Now she just had to figure out how to find the good in life again. How to laugh at herself again. How to find humor and happiness in a difficult situation or a difficult time. - Jessie Newton, The Summer Sand Pact

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Of course, everyone has a touch of madness in them. In fact, there’s something frightening about a person who isn’t a little crazy.

― Hiromi Kawakami, The Ten Loves of Mr. Nishino

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"It was a summer of trying not to think too deeply. A summer of pretending that the end wasn't coming. A summer when I got lost in time, when I rarely knew what day it was, rarely cared about the hour. A summer so bright and warm it made me believe the heat would linger, that there would always be more days, that blood on handkerchiefs was an exercise in stain removal and not a sign of oblivion."

- Nina LaCour, We Are Okay

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And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can't ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see the people in your life break one by one. You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it's already happened.

— Douglas Coupland, Life After God

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“But in that moment I understood what they say about nostalgia, that no matter if you’re thinking of something good or bad, it always leaves you a little emptier afterwards.”

— John Corey Whaley; Noggin (via sunsetquotes)

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If everything really does get better, the way everyone claims, then happiness should be graphable. But that's crap, because better isn't quantifiable.

Robyn Schneider, The Beginning of Everything

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I just wanted to be good at this. And competent. And tough. And, ultimately, just: anybody but me. I was tired of being a disaster. I was tired of being a trampled-on flower. I wanted to be awesome. That wasn't too much, was it?

Katherine Center, Happiness for Beginners

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