TheTruthIsATerrible Thing

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People are eternally trying to walk out of difficulties, instead of trying to work out of them.

— Manly P Hall (via alwaysinsearchoflight)

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My solitude doesn’t depend on the presence or absence of people; on the contrary, I hate who steals my solitude without, in exchange, offering me true company.

— Friedrich Nietzsche (via the-beauty-in-the-imperfections)

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To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.

— Emily Dickinson (via troubled)

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Nobody knows what you want except you. And nobody will be as sorry as you if you don’t get it. Wanting some other way to live is proof enough of deserving it. Having it is hard work, but not having it is sheer hell.

— Lillian Hellman (via creatingaquietmind)

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Whatever you desire is already connected in some way to who you are and what you now have. Find that way, follow the connection.

— Ralph Marston (via creatingaquietmind)

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youwishangelfish:

Imagine reading a book of every conversation where people have spoken about you.

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thebeastnamedzafarri:

nightowl4829:

beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

I really want to appreciate this but do you know how much of a bitch it’s gonna be to replace that fence?

THE LAST FUCKING PARAGRAPH NEEDS TO BE SENT TO MY ASSHOLE “FRIENDS”.

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sonofbaldwin:

PLEASE let him know!

Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.

— Ernest Hemingway (via inanoffwhiteroom)

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