i feel like no one could ever love me as much as you. i love you for that. i hate you for that.
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June 11, 1930
Journals of Anais Nin 1927-1931 [volume 4]
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"Of course I'll hurt you. Of course you'll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence..."
- Antoine de Saint Exupéry, The Little Prince (via books-n-quotes)
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I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment—we are all defined by something we can’t change.
Simon Van Booy
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