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The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me. by: Oscar Wilde (via loveyourchaos)
(Source: troubled, via her-perishable-breath)
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Many people still confuse ‘attachment’ with ‘love.’ Attachments are about fear and dependency, and have more to do with love of self than love of another. Love without attachment is the purest love because it isn’t about what others can give you, because you’re empty. It’s about what you can give others—because you’re already full. by: Yasmin Mogahed (via humanflower)
(Source: heartofabeliever, via seaembraces)
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Nothing is permanent in this wicked world, not even our troubles. by: Charlie Chaplin (via blua)
(Source: alexwonderland, via her-perishable-breath)
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Everyone you will ever meet knows something you don’t. by: Bill Nye (via suckybl0g)
(Source: blua, via her-perishable-breath)
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That’s how I started. As soon as I realized that there was art right under my nose that I was missing, I started seeing things differently. by:
Sally Mann
(via paradoxicalsentiments)
