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To my daughter I will say,
“See your beauty
without a compliment
or a mirror.”
It’s too easy, you see, to get trapped in the past. The past is very seductive. People always talk about the mists of time, you know, but really it’s the present that’s in a mist, uncertain. The past is quite clear, and warm, and comforting. That’s why people often get stuck there.
Susanna Kearsley, Mariana (via larmoyante)

"He wanted me to love him unconditionally, but Jimmy was not able to love someone else in return … he was the troubled boy that wanted to be loved very badly. I loved Jimmy as I have loved no one else in my life, but I could not give him the enormous amount that he needed. Loving Jimmy was something that could empty a person." -
Pier Angeli on her relationship with James Dean

"He wanted me to love him unconditionally, but Jimmy was not able to love someone else in return … he was the troubled boy that wanted to be loved very badly. I loved Jimmy as I have loved no one else in my life, but I could not give him the enormous amount that he needed. Loving Jimmy was something that could empty a person." -

Pier Angeli on her relationship with James Dean

My mother… she is beautiful, softened at the edges and tempered with a spine of steel. I want to grow old and be like her.
 Jodi Picoult (via feellng)
Even if you know what’s coming, you’re never prepared for how it feels.
Natalie Standiford, How to Say Goodbye in Robot (via missinyouiskillingme)
A childhood without books – that would be no childhood. That would be like being shut out from the enchanted place where you can go and find the rarest kind of joy.
Astrid Lindgren (via words-and-coffee)
Hell is a place where the walls are made of mirrors and you can never close your eyes.
Адам Стэнли  Все мои грехи Вспомнил (via acetoxy)
Speaking personally, you can have my gun, but you’ll take my book when you pry my cold, dead fingers off of the binding.
Stephen King (via feellng)
People are just as wonderful as sunsets if you let them be. When I look at a sunset, I don’t find myself saying, “Soften the orange a bit on the right hand corner.” I don’t try to control a sunset. I watch with awe as it unfolds.
Carl R. Rogers (via cccriminal)
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