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“we know what we are, but not what we may be.”
― William Shakespeare
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“it could not have been ten seconds, and yet it seemed a long time that their hands were clasped together. he had time to learn every detail of her hand.”
― George Orwell, 1984
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salvador dali painting on gala dali“i love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. i love you simply, without problems or pride: i love you in this way because i do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no i or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when i fall asleep your eyes close.” ~pablo neruda
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Rumi (via wethinkwedream)
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Jac Kerouac, The Dharma Bums (via wethinkwedream)
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“the thing with feathers that perches in the soul—and sings the tunes without the words—and never stops at all.”
—emily dickinson
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