When it came night, the white waves paced to and fro in the moonlight, and the wind brought the sound of the great sea’s voice to the men on shore, and they felt that they could then be interpreters.
—Stephen Crane, from “The Open Boat” (via the-final-sentence)
Watermelon tourmaline, both came off the same piece mined from Paprok Mine in Afghanistan
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It is because I dove into the abyss that I am beginning to love the abyss I am made of.
—Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G.H. (via inmilkwood)
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When you plant seeds in the garden, you don’t dig them up every day to see if they have sprouted yet. You simply water them and clear away the weeds; you know that the seeds will grow in time. Similarly, just do your daily practice and cultivate a kind heart. Abandon impatience and instead be content creating the causes for goodness; the results will come when they’re ready.
—Bhikshuni Thubten Chodron (via emotional-algebra)
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Love the animals, love the plants, love everything. If you love everything, you will perceive the divine mystery in things. Once you perceive it, you will begin to comprehend it better every day. And you will come at last to love the whole world with an all-embracing love.
—Fyodor Dostoyevsky (via slychedelic)
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a support group for people who began using popular slang ironically but now cannot stop
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