“Go as far as you can see; when you get there you’ll be able to see farther.”
— Thomas Carlyle

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“Go as far as you can see; when you get there you’ll be able to see farther.”
— Thomas Carlyle
— natalie wee, never been kissed (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
Martha Gellhorn, from a letter to David Gurewitsch featured in The Selected Letters of Martha Gellhorn
Lidia Yuknavitch, from Reading the Waves: A Memoir published in 2025
I woke up yesterday, fed up, exhausted.
Miss me with that nonsense.
Edvard Munch, Kiss by the Window, 1892 and The Kiss, 1897
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Volcán Puntiagudo, Los Lagos, Chile.
“But tell me—inside, you know what I mean, deep down where you keep yourself, how is everything?”
– Álvaro Mutis, Ilona Comes with the Rain
There is a kind of sadness that comes from knowing too much, from seeing the world as it truly is. It is the sadness of understanding that life is not a grand adventure, but a series of small, insignificant moments, that love is not a fairy tale, but a fragile, fleeting emotion, that happiness is not a permanent state, but a rare, fleeting glimpse of something we can never hold onto. And in that understanding, there is a profound loneliness, a sense of being cut off from the world, from other people, from oneself.
Virginia Woolf
Nina Simone
Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001
“But as bad as it was, I learned something about myself … That I could go through something like that, and survive.”
— Nicholas Sparks
-Zoë Lianne
and eventually,i stopped trying, i stopped hoping,i stopped believing that things will get better.