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[tayyabadar]

My Kind Of Perfect!

Perfection is just an illusion.

Some perfections are more perfect than other perfections. The way my love is more perfect than the love of the girl next door and her love is more perfect than mine. The way my dad is the most perfect dad in the world and the way my eyes see you as the most perfect of all the perfect people.

Everyone is perfect, I suppose. But only you’re my kind of perfect.

[tayyabadar]

And sometimes, the perfection you seek is not perfect for you.

[tayyabadar]

Hey!!

Hey to you too! :)

[wordsnquotes]

Above all, don’t lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov.  (via wordsnquotes)

[wordsnquotes]

'I think about your thighs,' he wrote in the second letter,and the warm, moist smell of your skin in the morning, and the tiny eyelash in each corner of your eye that I always notice when you first roll over to look at me. I don’t know why you are better and more beautiful than anybody else. I don’t know why your body is something I can’t stop thinking about, why those little flaws and ridges on your back are lovely to me or why the pale soft bottoms of your New Jersey feet that always wore shoes are more poignant than any other feet, but they are. I thought I would have more time to chart your body, to map its poles, its contours and terrains, its inner regions, both temperate and torrid - a whole topography of skin and muscle and bone. I didn’t tell you, but I imagined a lifetime as your cartographer, years of exploration and discovery that would keep changing the look of my map. It would always need to be redrawn and reconfigured to keep up with you. I’m sure I’ve missed things..or forgotten them, because half the time I’ve been wandering around your body blind drunk with happiness. There are still places I haven’t seen.

Siri Hustvedt, What I Loved (via wordsnquotes)

[wordsnquotes]

What I needed seemed to be absent everywhere.

Charles Bukowski (via wordsnquotes)

[positivemuslims]

Allâh made it permissible to treat our enemies no worse than they treat us, but He has made it clear that practising patience is better:

“And if you do catch them out, catch them out no worse than they catch you out: but if you show patience, that is indeed the best (course) for those who are patient” (an-Nahl 16:126).  

[wholelottaquotes]

You’ll get over it…” It’s the clichés that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life for ever. You don’t get over it because ‘it” is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it? The particularness of someone who mattered enough to grieve over is not made anodyne by death. This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no-one else can fit it. Why would I want them to?

Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body (via wholelottaquotes)

[wordsnquotes]

We had everything to say to each other, but no ways to say it.

Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

You looked me with such tenderness behind your eyes that I fought the urge to run so much my hands trembled. You thought I was just nervous, but it was for all the wrong reasons. For once in my life I am certain of something, I never have to be afraid of you hurting me. You’re so sure of how you feel, you forget that I haven’t dropped my sword. My armour still stands, although the warmth of your embrace may melt the metal.

Anonymous  (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-movies]

Our scars have the power to remind us that the past was real.

Red Dragon, Dir. Brett Ratner (via wordsnquotes)

[star-eyed-cynic]

[lovequotesrus]

Everything you love is here

[stunningpicture]

This is a picture taken directly above these camels in the desert during sunset. Look closely, the camels are the little white lines in the picture. The black you see are just the shadows!

[tayyabadar]

I had once read somewhere that man is so oblivious that he doesn't even know that the cloth that is meant to be his kafan (Shroud) has arrived in the market. A very young man who was a friend of my father and uncle, passed away 2 days ago. I had never known him really. Even when I heard the news, I couldn't recall who they were talking about until my uncle showed me his picture. It broke me. I remembered him. I had seen him many times. Yes, I remembered him walking down the street, standing near the shop, having fun with his friends in the front of our house, laughing out loud, you know like young, full of life people do. I remembered him alive. He was in his early thirties, single and very much healthy. And he died. Just like that. All of a sudden. His own heart just refused to beat any more leaving him still, leaving him dead. He was a living, breathing person one second and the next second, he was a mere body, a corpse. This is the heartbreaking reality of man. Man who walks the earth as if he'd never die, as if he were the owner of this world. But in truth, he is not even the owner of his own heart, his own life. But we're humans. We're always so sure. Especially when we're young. We're sure we won't die, why? Because we're healthy and energetic. And young! But death doesn't ask your age, does it? That is, if it asks anything. I have learnt that the only surety we have is that nothing is for sure. Every breath that we take is a breath less than the total number of breaths that we are fated to take. That little blood pumping organ that is caged up inside our bodies can get tired of its tedious job any time and resign without any former notice. I want to buy the best dress there is in the market but I, a fool, don't know that, that white cloth that escapes my notice might be my would-be kafan. I had once read somewhere that man is so oblivious that he doesn't even know (or care to know) that the cloth that is meant to be his kafan (Shroud) has arrived in the market. He didn't know that. You don't know that. And neither do I. Oh Allah please forgive our sins and have mercy upon us. Amen.

[insectspd]

If all insects on Earth disappeared, within 50 years all life on Earth would end. If all human beings disappeared from the Earth, within 50 years all forms of life would flourish.

Jonas Salk, biologist (via zacefronbutthole)

[wordsnquotes]

This is what love does: It makes you want to rewrite the world. It makes you want to choose the characters, build the scenery, guide the plot. The person you love sits across from you, and you want to do everything in your power to make it possible, endlessly possible. And when it’s just the two of you, alone in a room, you can pretend that this is how it is, this is how it will be.

David Levithan, Every Day (via wordsnquotes)

[hobartpulp-deactivated20191226]

There is nothing more seductive—and dangerous—than being listened to.

Donald Antrim, The Verificationist (via hobartpulp)

[tayyabadar]

I was walking out of the kitchen when I found Hedwig on the kitchen window with an envelope in his beak. It had Dumbledore's seal on it. Guys, I'm going to Hogwarts!!! I knew they would call me. I knew it!! :'):') Proud muggle!