Mind & Heart♡

“I thought I was broken and I thought I was used up and I thought I had nothing left to give. I’d given everything and I didn’t really know what was left. But there’s a part of us that is unbreakable. You always find it again.”
— Emma Watson  (via airaxeunice)

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“I hate distance. You meet the best people and they are always far away.”
— Unknown (via unleads)

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“Even if you know what’s coming, you’re never prepared for how it feels.”
— Natalie Standiford, How to Say Goodbye in Robot (via massiv3)

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this really cheered me up

These make me so happy

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“Nothing’s more intimate than sleeping together—not sex, nothing. You’re completely vulnerable. There’s an extraordinarily special trust and bond in the act of sleeping inches away from another person night after night.”
— Jonathan Carroll, The Stolen Church (via ricciolos)

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“Picture yourself when you were five. in fact, dig out a photo of little you at that time and tape it to your mirror. How would you treat her, love her, feed her? How would you nurture her if you were the mother of little you? I bet you would protect her fiercely while giving her space to spread her itty-bitty wings. she’d get naps, healthy food, imagination time, and adventures into the wild. If playground bullies hurt her feelings, you’d hug her tears away and give her perspective. When tantrums or meltdowns turned her into a poltergeist, you’d demand a loving time-out in the naughty chair. From this day forward I want you to extend that same compassion to your adult self.”
— Kris Carr (via creatingaquietmind)

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“Isolation offered its own form of companionship: the reliable silence of her rooms, the steadfast tranquility of the evenings. The promise that she would find things where she put them, that there would be no interruption, no surprise. It greeted her at the end of each day and lay still with her at night.”
— Jhumpa Lahiri, The Lowland (via bookmania)