thecelestiallibrary
thecelestiallibrary
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It's the greatest gift we have: to bear their pain without breaking. -Charles Xavier 💫 // You become responsible forever for what you’ve tamed. You’re responsible for your rose. 🌹🌸 - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
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thecelestiallibrary · 4 days ago
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thecelestiallibrary · 12 days ago
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“It is better to be unhappy and know the worst, than to be happy in a fool’s paradise.”
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot
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thecelestiallibrary · 14 days ago
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“It’s amazing how much damage can be done when you have nothing but good intentions.”
— Tom Marin
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thecelestiallibrary · 14 days ago
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Sometimes you mix the past with the present and your happiness disappears.
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thecelestiallibrary · 1 month ago
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The Forest Within Me
There is a forest within me. Deep, dark, and ancient. The trees grow crooked, their roots clawing out of the ground like broken fingers, and between them, the fog lingers—heavy, like an unspoken truth.
I have tried to walk through it. Over and over again. But the paths shift as if mocking me. Sometimes they lead me in circles, sometimes straight into the thorns. My footsteps echo between the trunks, but no one ever answers.
They say healing is a journey. But how do you follow a path that keeps breaking apart? How do you mend wounds that tear themselves open again and again?
I have carved marks into the trees, trying not to get lost. But the forest swallows my signs, as if I never existed at all.
Sometimes I think I am part of it—just another root too tangled to break free. A shadow between the trees. An echo without an origin.
And yet… sometimes, when the wind moves through the branches, I hear something other than my own heartbeat. A whisper, reminding me that even the oldest forests eventually let light break through their canopy.
Maybe healing is not a journey but a waiting. A lingering. Until, one day, the first ray of sunlight cuts through the fog.
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thecelestiallibrary · 1 month ago
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I never wanted to be right. I just wanted to be understood in my point of view.
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thecelestiallibrary · 1 month ago
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“Love is not an emotion. It is your very existence.
Love is not about posssession, Love is about appreciation.”
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thecelestiallibrary · 1 month ago
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"In this moment, she is holding to the sound of her name, her real name, on someone else's tongue, and it is enough, it is enough, it is enough."
- V. E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
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thecelestiallibrary · 1 month ago
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– Jamie Oliveira | from "Erosion"
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thecelestiallibrary · 1 month ago
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Dorianne Laux, from a poem featured in Only As The Day is Long: New and Selected Poems
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thecelestiallibrary · 1 month ago
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“I used to dislike being sensitive. I thought it made me weak. But take away that single trait, and you take away the very essence of who I am. You take away my conscience, my ability to empathize, my intuition, my creativity, my deep appreciation for the little things, my vivid inner life, my deep awareness of others’ pain, and my passion for it all.”
— Unknown
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thecelestiallibrary · 1 month ago
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thecelestiallibrary · 1 month ago
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Franz Kafka, from a letter to Milena Jesenka featured in "Letters to Milena,"
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thecelestiallibrary · 2 months ago
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V. E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
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thecelestiallibrary · 2 months ago
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In control
The only thing I can control is my reaction A mantra I repeat again and again
When my flatmate has left food in the sink again When a kid takes his frustration out on you When this stamping round the house reminds you to make yourself small
The only thing I can control is my reaction True, but I am tired of always being the one in control
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thecelestiallibrary · 2 months ago
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Sylvia Plath, aged 26, NOTEBOOK, from "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath" (dated February 19, 1959)
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thecelestiallibrary · 2 months ago
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"Sometimes, I tried to treat myself like a robot: Do this, go there, and don't forget to do that. But it only works for a short time. I'm a bad robot, still a human who thinks and feels, and I won't be able to break myself of both."
- Marlen Haushofer, Die Wand (freely translated)
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