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I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.
—Kurt Vonnegut (via thatkindofwoman)
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At least once in your life, when you need to reset, pick a handful of places 4 to 8 hours away in every direction. Put them in a hat, get in the car, pull a name, and drive there. No questions asked.
—Gentlemen’s Wisdom (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
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How do you get so empty? Who takes it out of you?
—Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
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I wouldn’t ever want a big house but if I did it would look something like this…
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I looked at everyone and wondered where they came from, and who they missed, and what they were sorry for.
—Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via teargaz)
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