There must be something strangely sacred in salt. It is in our tears and in the sea.
—Khalil Gibran (via loveyourchaos)
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It isn’t a matter of forgetting. What one has to learn is how to remember and yet be free of the past.
—Aldous Huxley, Island (via 24ribs)
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Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus
Augusten Burroughs, Running with Scissors
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As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t. Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.
—Haruki Murakami, Dance, Dance, Dance (via yunzi)
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And if there’s one thing in this world I’ve ever known for sure, it’s that this girl is gonna crush me like a small bug, leave me so fucking broken there’ll be body bags beneath my eyes from nights I cried so hard the stars died. But I’m like, go ahead. I’m all yours. I would kiss you in the middle of the ocean during a lightning storm, cause I’d rather be left for dead than left to wonder what thunder sounds like.
—Andrea Gibson (via aesopy)
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Psst… the secret.
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