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I experience a period of frightening clarity in those moments when nature is so beautiful. I am no longer sure of myself, and the paintings appear as in a dream. Vincent Van Gogh (via seabois)

Love takes off the masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within. James Baldwin, The Fire Next Time (via saras-scrapbook)

After some time you learn the difference,The subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul.And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning,And company doesn’t always mean security.And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts,And presents aren’t promises. William Shakespeare  (via sealegwaltz)

I am a product of long corridors, empty sunlit rooms, upstairs indoor silences, attics explored in solitude, distant noises of gurgling cisterns and pipes, and the noise of wind under the tiles. Also, of endless books. C. S. Lewis (via wingsforlashes)