Be picky with who you invest your time in, wasted time is worse than wasted money.


Unknown (via uppereastside)

(Source: princess-fellatio, via the-psychologist-tried)

Hatred would have been easier. With hatred, I would have known what to do. Hatred is clear, metallic, one-handed, unwavering; unlike love.
Margaret Atwood, from Cat’s Eye (via violentwavesofemotion)
Memory, he added in a postscript, often strikes me as a kind of a dumbness. It makes one’s head heavy and giddy, as if one were not looking back down the receding perspectives of time but rather down from a great height, from one of those towers whose tops are lost to view in the clouds.
W.G. Sebald, The Emigrants (via quoted-books)



People who think dying is the worst thing don’t know a thing about life.
Sue Monk Kidd, The Secret Life of Bees (via mindshatter)
I can get my head turned by a good-looking guy as much as the next girl. But sexy doesn’t impress me. Smart impresses me, strength of character impresses me. But most of all, I am impressed by kindness. Kindness, I think, comes from learning hard lessons well, from falling and picking yourself up. It comes from surviving failure and loss. It implies an understanding of the human condition, forgives its many flaws and quirks. When I see that in someone, it fills me with admiration.
Lisa Unger  (via dubainian)

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