I notice that Autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature.
â Fredrich Nietzsche
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I notice that Autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature.
â Fredrich Nietzsche
Kaczawskie Mountains, Poland by Justyna Sin
âI used to dislike being sensitive. I thought it made me weak. But take away that single trait, and you take away the very essence of who I am. You take away my conscience, my ability to empathize, my intuition, my creativity, my deep appreciation for the little things, my vivid inner life, my deep awareness of othersâ pain, and my passion for it all.â
â Unknown
âAutumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.â
Albert Camus, âThe Misunderstandingâ
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You have witchcraft in your lips.
William Shakespeare, Henry V (via ablogwithaview)
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âWe have to choose joy and keep choosing it.â
â Henri J.M. Nouwen (via thatkindofwoman)
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âThe air was soft with Octoberâs end but had in it the uncertain light of the coming rains.â
â George Steiner, Proofs
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âIf youâre reading this and youâre not happy right now, you will be. I donât know what youâre going through. Everyone has their own type of darkness that theyâre trying to make sense of, but no matter how dark it gets, youâll do it. Things will get better, you will get better. Life will become brighter, and youâll look back on days like these when you couldnât look forward to the next hour, let alone the next day. When you do, youâll smile, maybe even laugh, and itâll hit you. You turned out just fine.â
â Maxwell Diawuoh (via wnq-writers)