Ramblings of a wanderer

It is what it is.

I like people to be unhappy because I like them to have souls. We all have, doubtless, but I like the suffering soul which confesses itself. I distrust this hard, this shiny, this enameled content.

—Virginia Woolf, Letter, 22 September 1926. (via ohmoveoversylvia)

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The poison leaves bit by bit, not all at once. Be patient. You are healing.

—Yasmin Mogahed (via beautifulsabr)

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Others have seen what is and asked why. I have seen what could be and asked why not.

—Pablo Picasso (via lazyyogi)

I am learning every day to allow the space between where I am and where I want to be to inspire me and not terrify me.

—Tracee Ellis Ross (via sigh-twombly)

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