The Way Looking Feels

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“Because I had decided to run the other way, my detachment opened her to me and her melancholy tumbled out in mysterious bits. Happiness, sorrow, and abuse were mixed up like vegetables in a soup — the broth, her essence from moment to moment. Yet I was held not so much by her tragedy as by a single gesture — the way she knitted her long hair, sheets upon sheets of fine caramel webs, with two fingers and tossed it back from her face. It was a gentle, careless motion, the way I supposed she pushed the sadness back from her brown eyes.”

—   Andrew X Pham, from Catfish and Mandala (via c-ovet)

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Lena Dunham, Not That Kind of Girl

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“We think sometimes we’re only drawn to the good, but we’re actually drawn to the authentic. We like people who are real more than those who hide their true selves under layers of artificial niceties.”

—   Elisabeth Kübler-Ross (via creatingaquietmind)
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Blue autumn story by Mutlu Topaloglu
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Feather | Photographer

“At times I can read your mind, and I feel such tenderness that I forget myself.”

—   Ingmar Bergman, Scenes from a Marriage (1973)

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“See the light in others, and treat them as if that is all you see.”

—   Wayne Dyer (via creatingaquietmind)

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I am in love with him. I can’t stand the multitude of ways in which one person can alter your life. But I am in love and there is no way around it. My heart hasn’t beat the same way since I fell, which is why I am so damn scared to fall again, and why I am so damn fearless when it comes to dancing on the brink of meeting someone new. I am in love with him. The one who won’t talk to me, not a word. Not one word from the only person I believed in in the world. I can’t believe I fell for it.

And how many nights were spent by his side, learning his world, and the way he saw mine. And how many times did I need to insist that the way that we saw the world wasn’t the way the world was. And I loved him. Every inch of the way, to the depth that I can feel. And sad was a comforting word that danced on the brim of my existence, shadowing every happy word I knew enough to cover it for a couple moments before falling into reality.

“I’m one of those people that you have to keep your eye on or I’ll wander off into the woods and forget to come back.”

—   Jack White (via creatingaquietmind)

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