Until we have seen someone’s darkness, we don’t really know who they are. Until...– Marianne Williamson (via nofatnowhip)
Suddenly you realize that all we are is our memory, life doesn’t mean anything...
When I was young, I used to admire intelligent people; as I grow older, I admire...– Abraham Joshua Heschel (via everybodyphoto)
I need more of you, do you not need more of me? Is just this enough?– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
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