From the shadows of death to the joys of life
From the shadows of death to the joys of life
I loved her, not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons.
I’m not fascinated by people who smile all the time. What I find interesting is the way people look when they are lost in thought, when their face becomes angry or serious, when they bite their lip, the way they glance, the way they look down when they walk, when they are alone and smoking a cigarette, when they smirk, the way they half smile, the way they try and hold back tears, the way when their face says they want to say something but can’t, the way they look at someone they want or love… I love the way people look when they do these things. It’s beautiful. Clemence Poesy (via wanduring)

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Ah, who will save me from existing? It’s neither death nor life that I want. Pessoa, Fernando. The Book of Disquiet.  (via wordsnquotes)

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