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“ And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

— Haruki Murakami (via emotional-algebra)

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Zoom I would rather write her a song, because songs don’t wait to resolve, and because songs mean so much to her. Stories wait for endings, but songs are brave things bold enough to sing when all they know is darkness. These words, like most words, will be written next to midnight, between hurricane and harbor, as both claim to save her.

I would rather write her a song, because songs don’t wait to resolve, and because songs mean so much to her. Stories wait for endings, but songs are brave things bold enough to sing when all they know is darkness. These words, like most words, will be written next to midnight, between hurricane and harbor, as both claim to save her.

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“ Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all.

— Dale Carnegie (via bisforb)

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“ If the sun were to explode, you wouldn’t even know about it for 8 minutes, because that’s how long it takes for light to travel to us. For 8 minutes, the world would still be bright and it would still feel warm.

— Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

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“ That’s all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there.

— Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close (via merde-happens)

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