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For there is a very strange peace in giving over your judgment to someone else, to saying to them, “You lead and I will follow, and I will trust entirely that you will not lead me to death or harm.”

Assassin’s Apprentice, Robbin Hobb

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When will I be cured of defining the whole by the part? The feather is not the bird, the tree is not the forest, and the threshold is not the house.

In the presence of absence, Mahmoud Darwish

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Something inside a man goes to pieces when he has to bury the only person who ever understood him. There is no time to heal that sort of wound.

A man called ove

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There's a void inside me, a blank that's slowly expanding, devouring what's left of who I am. I can hear it happening.

Kafka on the shore

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“They promise me the world will keep on spinning without you, but honestly, that is what worries me most.”

— Beau Taplin

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Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.

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There's only one kind of happiness, but misfortune comes in all shapes and sizes. It's like Tolstoy said. Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story.

Kafka on the shore

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A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.

OSCAR WILDE

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“when someone is trying very hard to get something, they don't. And when they're running away from something as hard as they can, it usually catches up with them.”

Kafka on the shore

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This 🥹🥹🥹

you will feel so alive again.. like so incredibly alive. i dont know when that will be but it will be. u are gonna feel so alive that ur cheeks hurt from smiling oh man oh man i promise that day is coming. you do have a future, you do have good things coming, and you’ll survive everything that’s thrown at you until you reach that day

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The streets are not for me. I belong to the enchanted forest among the magical beings eating berries with my soul mate under the moonlight.