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How people treat you is their karma; how you react is yours. — Wayne W. Dyer (via kari-shma)
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The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts. — Marcus Aurelius (via mirroir)
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Some people meet the way the sky meets the earth, inevitably, and there is no stopping or holding back their love. It exists in a finished world, beyond the reach of common sense. — Louise Erdrich (via kari-shma)
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Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish it’s 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 (via kari-shma)
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John Updike, My Father’s Tears
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A good night sleep, or a ten minute bawl, or a pint of chocolate ice cream, or all three together, is good medicine. — Ray Bradbury (via junettex3)
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