I’ve been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. They don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be famous. They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. They don’t teach you how to know what’s going on in someone else’s mind. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who’s dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.

~   Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones (via selfinspiration)
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Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics. You are all stardust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements-the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution and for life-weren’t created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of the stars, and the only way for them to get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode. So, forget God. The stars died so that you could be here today.

~   Lawrence Krauss (via selfinspiration)
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Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.

~   Langston Hughes (via selfinspiration)
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Live for awhile in the books you love. Learn from them what is worth learning, but above all love them. This love will be returned to you a thousand times over. Whatever your life may become, these books — of this I am certain — will weave through the web of your unfolding. They will be among the strongest of all threads of your experiences, disappointments, and joys.

~   Rainer Maria Rilke, Viareggio, April 5, 1903, Letters to a Young Poet (via selfinspiration)
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nishe:

I need magic dust that would make everything bad disappear.

diary
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swanmaiden: (this reminds me of K.)
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wanderlust (n.)-

machia-tto:

that feeling you get in your throat, that knot of doubt. knowing that you don’t belong where you are, and that you cannot rest until you’ve seen the entire world. Only then can you decide where your final place of rest will be.

wanderlustmy definition ofpersonal
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The best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person is still going to think the sun shines out your ass. That’s the kind of person that’s worth sticking with.

~   Juno (via tumblr-sketchbook)
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aseaofquotes: Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind
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