Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for the present at all.
Evelyn Waugh
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I enjoy talking to you. Your mind appeals to me.
George Orwell, 1984
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Never cut a tree down in the wintertime. Never make a negative decision in the low time. Never make your most important decisions when you are in your worst moods. Wait. Be patient. The storm will pass. The spring will come.
Robert H. Schuller
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Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn’t the way they actually are.
John Green, Paper Towns
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And so being young and dipped in folly, I fell in love with melancholy.
Edgar Allan Poe (via larmoyante)
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He loved her in a subtle kind of way. It wasn’t the kind of love you see in movies, with swelling music and giant gestures and running through the streets to catch a departing train. It wasn’t the kind of love that Byron or Shakespeare wrote about, with flowery language and hyperbole and iambic pentameter. It was still and deep, like water that you might mistake for shallow if you just watched the surface. It was entirely his, not dependent on her own feelings for him, and it would still be there whether she, or him, or everyone else on the world disappeared. It was a subtle kind of love, but it was true.
Jake Christie, Small Stories (via larmoyante)
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