"I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion."
— Jack Kerouac, On The Road (via hemingwayslemonade)
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"No one’s life seems great between midnight and 7 a.m. Go to sleep. Things will be better tomorrow."
— (via 99lightbulbs)
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"Killing oneself is, anyway, a misnomer. We don’t kill ourselves. We are simply defeated by the long, hard struggle to stay alive. When somebody dies after a long illness, people are apt to say, with a note of approval, “He fought so hard.” And they are inclined to think, about a suicide, that no fight was involved, that somebody simply gave up. This is quite wrong."
— Sally Brampton (via unsuccessful-attempts)
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"One day, whether you are 14, 28 or 65 you will stumble upon someone who will start a fire in you that cannot die. However, the saddest, most awful truth you will ever come to find––is they are not always with whom we spend our lives."
— Beau Taplin, “The Awful Truth”
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"Sometimes, carrying on, just carrying on, is the superhuman achievement."
— Albert Camus, The Fall (via observando)