Sometimes society makes you feel you’re not doing right, not living right. With every sense I feel unbearable desperation, hopelessness, uncertainty. What we all supposed to do? Even if we were meant to live a perfect life… How can anybody define a perfection? To me it’s a Life full of pain, full of uncontrolled laugh, stupid conversations, people who stayed only in my memory, people who left, people who saved me, fake hopes, sad endings, fragile and hopeful beginnings. Full of feeling of my alive beating heart.
Normality is a paved road. It is comfortable to walk but no flowers grow on it.
— Vincent van Gogh
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In the morning there is meaning, in the evening there is feeling.
— Gertrude Stein
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I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald about Zelda Fitzgerald in a letter to a friend dated Febuary 1920
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.
— Galileo Galilei
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I wanna remember to remember to forget you forgot me.
— A Different City - Modest Mouse
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