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“Knowing too much about other people puts you in their power, they have a claim on you, you are forced to understand their reasons for doing things and then you are weakened.” 
― Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye

slaughterhouse90210:

“Knowing too much about other people puts you in their power, they have a claim on you, you are forced to understand their reasons for doing things and then you are weakened.”

― Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye

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In my mind I am eloquent; I can climb intricate scaffolds of words to reach the highest cathedral ceilings and paint my thoughts. But when I open my mouth, everything collapses. Isaac Marion, Warm Bodies (via felicefawn)

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Use what talents you possess; the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best. — Henry Van Dyke (via thekindofhopetheyalltalkabout)

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Not all toxic people are cruel and uncaring. Some of them love us dearly. Many of them have good intentions. Most are toxic to our being simply because their needs and way of existing in the world force us to compromise ourselves and our happiness. They aren’t inherently bad people, but they aren’t the right people for us. And as hard as it is, we have to let them go. Life is hard enough without being around people who bring you down, and as much as you care, you can’t destroy yourself for the sake of someone else. You have to make your wellbeing a priority. Whether that means breaking up with someone you care about, loving a family member from a distance, letting go of a friend, or removing yourself from a situation that feels painful — you have every right to leave and create a safer space for yourself. — Daniell Koepke (via idealideology)

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A great fire burns within me, but no one stops to warm themselves at it, and passers-by only see a wisp of smoke. — Vincent van Gogh (via sphenx)

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Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them. Ray BradburyDandelion Wine (via 4mbivalent)

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Sometimes, however, this sense of isolation, like acid spilling out of a bottle, can unconsciously eat away at a person’s heart and dissolve it. — Haruki Murakami, What I Talk About When I Talk About Running 
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Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different immediately after they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish.

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When someone tells you, “I love you,” and then you feel, “Oh, I must be worthy after all,” that’s an illusion. That’s not true. Or someone says, “I hate you,” and you think, “Oh, God, I knew it; I’m not very worthy,” that’s not true either. Neither one of these thoughts hold any intrinsic reality. They are an overlay. When someone says, “I love you,” he is telling you about himself, not you. When someone says, “I hate you,” she is telling you about herself, not you. World views are self views—literally. — Adyashanti (via perfect)

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I was interested in everything and committed to nothing. — (via obliteratedheart)

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It is likely I will die next to a pile of things I was meaning to read. — Lemony Snicket (via belle-de-nuit)

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Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in uglier ways. Sigmund Freud   (via warsob)

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