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    Omg best thing I’ve ever seen

    I love how everything is hinted subtlety and then the last one is just

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    He wanted to save the world. That’s what he was like. But he would not put our family in danger. That’s what he was like. He must have weighed my life against a life he might have been able to save. Or ten. Or one hundred. He must have decided that my life weighed more than one hundred other lives. His hair turned gray that winter. I thought it was snow. He promised us that everything would be OK. I was a child, but I knew that everything would not be OK. That did not make my father a liar. It made him my father.
    — Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, Jonathan Safran Foer (via effyeahliteraryquotes)

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    I know my fate. One day my name will be associated with the memory of something tremendous — a crisis without equal on earth, the most profound collision of conscience, a decision that was conjured up against everything that had been believed, demanded, hallowed so far. I am no man, I am dynamite.
    — Friedrich Nietzsche, Ecce Homo: How One Becomes What One Is (via philphys)

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    I go through phases. Somedays I feel like the person I’m supposed to be, and then somedays, I turn into no one at all. There is both me and my silhouette. I hope that on the days you find me and all I am are darkened lines, you still are willing to be near me.
    — Mary Kate Teske     (via 33113)

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    I saw that I would love him, and that loving him would mean saying yes to the self I would become by loving him, and no to the other selves I would never become by not loving him.
    — via this Modern Love column.  (via 33113)

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    I had learned early to assume something dark and lethal hidden at the heart of anything I loved. When I couldn’t find it, I responded, bewildered and wary, in the only way I knew how: by planting it there myself.
    — Tana French, In the Woods  (via 33113)

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    “You came here not knowing what was going to happen; that was part of the thrill. It’s what made you hard. You’re hard now just thinking about it.”

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