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To remain silent in the face of evil is itself a form of evil.

Sue Monk Kidd (via quotemadness)

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Snow falling on the Krug Memorial Hans Schuler, sculptor

Loudon Park Cemetery Baltimore, Maryland

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You have been in every line I have ever read…the…poor heart you wounded…You have been in every prospect I have ever seen since,—on the river, on the sails of the ships, on the marshes, in the clouds, in the light, in the darkness, in the wind, in the woods, in the sea, in the streets…I associate you only with the good; and I will faithfully hold you to that always, for you must have done me far more good than harm, let me feel now what sharp distress I may.

Charles Dickens (via quotemadness)

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“The greatest adventure is what lies ahead. Today and tomorrow are yet to be said. The chances, the changes are all yours to make. The mold of your life is in your hands to break.” - J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit (via the-book-diaries)

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“He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.” - Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil (via the-book-diaries)

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I was within and without. Simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.

F. Scott Fitzgerald (via quotemadness)

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favorite joker artists

DAVE MCKEAN

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Poker Night by SpookybooPuddleglum

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People empty me. I have to get away to refill.

Charles Bukowski (via quotemadness)

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Society attacks early, when the individual is helpless.

B.F. Skinner (via fyp-psychology)

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The public have an insatiable curiosity to know everything, except what is worth knowing. Journalism, conscious of this, and having tradesman-like habits, supplies their demands.

Oscar Wilde, The Soul of Man Under Socialism (via philosophybits)

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Illi vivunt 

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malaise by SpookybooPuddleglum

The peculiar malaise of our day is air-conditioned unhappiness, the staleness and stuffiness of machine-made routine.

- EUGENE B. BOROWITZ

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