Death is just a concept with a bunch of different excuses and reasons that people say to scare others of it when its nothing but a concept of losing yourself to a void
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— Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist
Travel far enough, you meet yourself.
David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas (via wordsnquotes)
me: the stars are beautiful tonight
you: yeah
me: you know what else is beautiful
you: (blushing) what?
me: the moon. the planets. the rest of the galaxy. i fucking love space
She demands a great deal from life; she reads, dreams of love —always of love.
Ivan Turgenev, A Correspondence (1855)
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