Simply; Plus Que Des Mots
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I hate this feeling when I woke up. I thought I have completely got rid of this feeling.
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
The biggest mistake I made is the one that most of us make while doing this. I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs.
Anna Quindlen, Loud and Clear (via creatingaquietmind)
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pictures like this make us realize how fortunate we are to have a bed to lay on, food to eat, and more opportunities than others could ever have, so rather trippn about materialistic shit we need to be fortunate and pay it forward to those who arent.
If you do not reblog this, you are heartless.
This show that we must appreciated everything we have and never complain because there is someone who is living worse then us. I thank God for everything.
:( we should be thankful of what we have now.
Its images like this… and the news of Japan that makes me realise that my problems are irrelevent. Others suffer more and we should be helping instead of wrapping ourselves in our own issues that probably arent that important. Well, mine arent, anyway.
Looking at this makes me so sad. I think I’m fat but I bet all of those children would do anything to have a bit of meat on there body. I just want to hug them all and give them clean water and something to eat, every. single. day.
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i’m so in love with this. i can’t even. ah. my favourite feeling in the world is putting your head beneath the water and entering an entirely different place, so peaceful, so quiet. what i miss more than anything when i’m living away from the ocean is being able to duck under and leave all my worries on the surface.
This is extraordinary
I notice you, I want to say. Even when no one else does, I do. I will.
David Levithan, Every Day (via creatingaquietmind)
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Veronica Roth, Insurgent
Submitted by live-the-big-adventure.
May 7th, 2013
I fell in love with my own tiredness
and the way the world looked through blinding sleet
and the way my numb fingers would touch lightning
and feel nothing, nothing at all.
In Greek, “nostalgia” literally means “the pain from an old wound”. It’s a twinge in your heart, far more powerful than memory alone. This device isn’t a spaceship, it’s a time machine. It goes backwards and forwards, it takes us to a place where we ache to go again.
Don Draper, “The Wheel” (via larmoyante)
“ Beauty can be seen in all things, seeing and composing the beauty is what separates the snapshot from the photograph"