In three words, I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: It goes on.
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| — | Robert Frost (via kateoplis) |
He who works with his hands is a laborer. He who works with his hands and his head is a craftsman. He who works with his hands and his head and his heart is an artist.
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| — | Francis of Assisi (via c8h10o2n4) |
I wish I could say everything in one word. I hate all the things that can happen between the beginning of a sentence and the end.
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| — | Leonard Cohen (via thismessylife) |
Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.
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| — | François de La Rochefoucauld (via frambuesas) |
I had love once in the palm of my hand.
See the lines there.
See the lines there.
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| — | John Wieners, from “A Poem for Painters” (via proustitute) |
