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Written at 23:54 on Saturday, July 28, 2012 | Free your thoughts? / 0 brave souls spoke out/ +FOLLOW

"But I didn’t understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. 


That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair."






"The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. 


Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood 


rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go 


on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they


 see the world. You can change the way people live their lives. That’s the only lasting thing you 


can create."










"If they don’t need you, it’s okay. You do not live for other people."










"We forget sometimes how much the world can hurt. It can hurt people we love, people we 


don’t, people caught in the middle, even people who would give anything if they could just never 


ever get to hurt again, but sometimes the hurt can’t be avoided. It’s just coming at us and can’t 


be stopped. It’s in us and can’t be seen, or it’s lying next to us in the dark, waiting but 


sometimes it doesn’t come at all. Sometimes we get this other thing that flutters down out of 


nowhere and stays just long enough to give us hope. Sometimes rarely, barely, but just when we 


need it the most and expect it the least, we get a break."


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