July 2011
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But even so, every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The...
– Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle. (via ruineshumaines)
The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not...
– Thomas Merton. (via ruineshumaines)
Here I came to the very edge where nothing at all needs saying… and every day on...
– Pablo Neruda