Everybody will die, of course, sooner or later. Circus performers will die, and clarinet experts will die, and you and I will die, and there might be a person who lives on your block, right now, who is not looking both ways before he crosses the street and who will die in just a few seconds, all because of a bus. Everybody will die, but very few people want to be reminded of that fact.
The Austere Academy by Lemony Snicket (via lostinthesounds)


Years of love have been forgot, in the hatred of a minute.
Edgar Allan Poe  (via anditslove)

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Thus, the journal was born…

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Thus, the journal was born…

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We enjoy the warmth because we have been cold. We appreciate light because we have been in darkness. By the same token, we can experience joy because we have known sorrow.
David Weatherford (via quotedocument)

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