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I knew when I met you an adventure was going to happen.
A. A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh (via poetrist)
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Maybe a car crash would snap me put of this.

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She left me the way people leave a hotel room. A hotel room is a place to be when you are doing something else. Of itself it is of no consequence to one’s major scheme. A hotel room is convenient. But its convenience is limited to the time you need it while you are in that particular town on that particular business; you hope it is comfortable, but prefer, rather, that it be anoymous. It is not, after all, where you live.
Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye (via quoted-books)
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How do you get so empty? Who takes it out of you?
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (via liqiud)

(Source: gildings)

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