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May 29th "I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mending whole was good as new. What is broken is broken - and I’d rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived."
— Margaret Mitchell (via revontulet-)

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May 28th "Suffering is a chance you take by the fact of being alive."
— William S. Burroughs, Letters to Allen Ginsberg: 1953-1957 (via honeyforthehomeless)

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May 28th "The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space."
— Marilyn Monroe (via faeriepetals)

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May 24th "She said she knew she was able to fly because when she came down she always had dust on her fingers from touching the light bulbs."
— J.D. Salinger (via imamalfoy)

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May 24th "If you read one book a week, starting at the age of 5, and live to be 80, you will have read a grand total of 3,900 books, a little over one-tenth of 1 percent of the books currently in print."
— Lewis Buzbee, The Yellow-Lighted Bookshop (via prettybooks)

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May 23rd "Just because you don’t say much doesn’t mean people don’t notice you. It’s actually the quiet ones who often draw the most attention. There’s this constant whirlwind of motion and sound all around, and then there’s the quiet one, the eye of the storm."
—  Amy Efaw (via seaofwisdom)

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May 16th "Their desire was silent yet magnificent, like a thousand daisies attuning their faces toward the path of the sun."
— Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides (via femme-fleur)

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May 7th "I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits."
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, Flappers and Philosophers (via starsgoboom)

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May 4th "Come quickly, I am tasting the stars."
— Dom Pérignon (via queenofteacups)

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May 4th "there is poetry written along your cheekbones and songs being sung through your veins. if you open your eyes, you can see that there is a sunrise-promise rising along our horizon, the whispering of something dangerously beautiful."
— Megan Madgwick. (via trentaine)

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