humansofnewyork:

"Before them, I didn’t realize that I could value someone more than myself."

humansofnewyork:

"I wasn’t lucky enough to have ever found what I wanted to do. Don’t get me wrong— I did nicely. But I never found my passion."

“Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.”
— Oscar Wilde (via victorielle)

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“She wears all black
just like her soul
yet her heart is made of gold.”
“April is the cruelest month.”
— T.S. Eliot (via glamour)
“In the end, you’ll know which people really love you. They’re the ones who see you for who you are and, no matter what, always find a way to be at your side.”
— Randy K. Milholland (via thatkindofwoman)

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“He asked, “What makes a writer?” “Well,” I said, “it’s simple. You either get it down on paper, or jump off a bridge.”
— Charles Bukowski (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

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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.”
The Little Prince  (via thatkindofwoman)

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“He may love you. He probably does. He probably thinks about you all the time. But that isn’t what matters. What matters is what he’s doing about it, and what he’s doing about it is nothing. And if he’s doing nothing, you most certainly shouldn’t do anything. You need someone who goes out of their way to make it obvious that they want you in their life.”

humansofnewyork:

"What’s your favorite thing to do with mom?"
"Play chess."
"What’s the hardest part about playing chess?"
"That I don’t know how to play."

humansofnewyork:

"One day a crazy looking homeless guy came to the door, and we were about to close the door on him, but my mother saw him and shouted: ‘Hey Eugene!’ She knew his name! Then she ran around the kitchen putting all sorts of food into tupperware, and brought it out to him. After he left, we asked my mom why she gave him so much food. She told us: ‘You never know how Jesus is going to look when he shows up.’ She was always saying that— it was a spiritual thing. Then you know what happened? Two months later, that same man showed up on the door step, clean shaven, and wearing a suit. And he had an envelope with money for my mother. ‘Ms. Rosa always believed in me,’ he said. I’ll never forget it! Eugene was his name."

“To forgive is the highest, most beautiful form of love. In return, you will receive untold peace and happiness”
— ― Robert Muller (via thatkindofwoman)

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humansofnewyork:

"Do you remember the most frightened you’ve ever been?"
"When I thought I’d have to raise my son alone. His father and I weren’t getting along."
"Sounds like you worked things out with the father?"
"No. The fear just went away when I learned I could do it on my own."

“I’m attracted to the extreme light and the extreme dark. I’m interested in the human condition and what makes people tick. I’m interested in the things people try to hide.”
 Johnny Depp (via thatkindofwoman)

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