Henry David Thoreau (Taken with instagram)
It is tragic and sad and chaotic and lovely. All life is the same, as citizens of the human state: the animating limits are within, to be killed and mourned, over and over again.
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| — | David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest (via honeyforthehomeless) |
People disappeared, reappeared, made plans to go somewhere, and then lost each other, searched for each other, found each other a few feet away.
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| — | F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via thelifeguardlibrarian) |
