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❝ Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings. ❞
—  Anais Nin
❝ Always keep an open mind and a compassionate heart. ❞
—  Phil Jackson
❝ Without danger you cannot get beyond danger. ❞
—  George Herbert
❝ All the hardest, coldest people you meet, were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living. ❞
—  Iain S. Thomas
❝ I’ve been hurt so bad and I still love so hard. I admire my heart for that. ❞
—  Alexandra Elle, Words from a Wanderer (via mourningmelody)
❝ I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow. ❞
—  Edgar Allan Poe