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I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day. — Vincent Van Gogh (via qoldlush)
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I was inventing a Language for people to see… — Francesca Woodman, last journal entry, January 19, 1981 (via frenchtwist)
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I didn’t know what to say. I felt like crying, Goddamit everybody in the world wants an explanation for your acts and for your very being. — Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via amcq)
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And then my soul saw you and it kind of went, ‘Oh, there you are. I’ve been looking for you’. — Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via imfantasyparade)
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Instinct is a marvelous thing. It can neither be explained nor ignored. — Agatha Christie, The Mysterious Affair At Styles (via vintagegal)
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If you remember me, then I don’t care if everybody else forgets. — Haruki Murakami, Kafka on Shore (via lohansanity)
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Trust that your soul has a plan, and even if you can’t see it completely, know that everything will unfold as it is meant to. — Deepak Chopra (via natashakills)
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