I remember riding in a taxi one afternoon between very tall buildings under a mauve and rosy sky; I began to bawl because I had everything I wanted and knew I would never be so happy again.

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F. Scott Fitzgerald “My Lost City”

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I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.

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Lewis Carroll

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There are so many things we’ve been brought up to believe that it takes you an awfully long time to realize that they aren’t you.

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Just Be Yourself-Inspirational Quotes →

The reward for conformity was that everyone liked you except yourself.  ~Rita Mae Brown, Venus Envy

11/11/2011 (1:55pm)

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Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it’s not because they enjoy solitude. It’s because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.

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Jodi Picoult, My Sister’s Keeper
and i am the girl holding her elbows when watching the ocean. i am pulling the stitches closed and wincing against the saltwater on my scars. i am not afraid to look in my opal-reflection, but i’m not ready to face it just yet. because i am the girl building sand castles during high tide, the one running into the waves fully dressed. i am breathing in coral and starfish so that when i come apart, at least my insides will be beautiful.

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When I looked at you, my life made sense. Even the bad things made sense. They were necessary to make you possible.

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Jonathan Safran Foer
I hated labels anyway. People didn’t fit in slots—prostitute, housewife, saint—like sorting the mail. We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water.

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Janet Fitch, White Oleander
If there is no love in the world, we will make a new world, and we will give it walls, and we will furnish it with soft, red interiors, from the inside out, and give it a knocker that resonates like a diamond falling to a jeweler’s felt so that we should never hear it. Love me, because love doesn’t exist, and I have tried everything that does.

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Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated