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It’s all a matter of paying attention, being awake in the present moment, and not expecting a huge payoff. The magic in this world seems to work in whispers and small kindnesses. Charles de Lint (via floriental)

It was the kind of kiss I could never tell my friends about out loud. It was the kind of kiss that made me know I was never so happy in my whole life. Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via ugh)

There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts. Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things  (via waitingforteaagain)

I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits. F. Scott Fitzgerald  (via waitingforteaagain)

You know that place between sleep and awake, the place where you can still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you. That’s where I’ll be waiting. J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan  (via waitingforteaagain)