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artist-miro:
“Joy of a Girl in the Sun
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artist-miro:
“Man and Woman in Front of a Pile of Excrement
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notjustinspirationalquotes:

“Do you have doubts about life? Are you unsure if it’s worth the trouble? Look at the sky: that is for you. Look at each person’s face as you pass on the street: those faces are for you. And the street itself, and the ground under the street and the ball of fire underneath the ground: all these things are for you. They are as much for you as they are for other people. Remember this when you wake up in the morning and think you have nothing.”

— Miranda July, No One Belongs Here More Than You

thecraftywiccans:

“Ask for what you want and be prepared to get it.”

-Maya Angelou

notjustinspirationalquotes:

“When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.”

— Henri J.M. Nouwen, Out of Solitude: Three Meditations on the Christian Life

secretsky88:

“You can be fully satisfied with where you are, understanding that you’re eternally evolving. When you get into that place of feeling appreciation of where you are and of who you are, and appreciation of what you are, and you accept that you are a never-ending, always unfolding Being, then you can stand in that delicate balance of being optimistic about what is to come, without being unhappy about where you stand. Find a way of eagerly anticipating future changes, while at the same time you are in love and satisfied with who, what, where and how you be.”

— Abraham

roohfully:

“Translucence. Beauty. Wintry daylight. It all fills me with such holy moments.”

Katherine Mansfield, from a letter to Virginia Woolf c. February 1913
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