At fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon.

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I am more sensitive than other people. Things that other people would not notice awaken a distinct echo in me, and in such moments of lucidity, when I look at myself, I see that I am alone, all alone, all alone.
Henri Barbusse 

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With @seboknows for 3am studying sessions… #arewethereyet

When you grow up as a girl, the world tells you the things that you are supposed to be: emotional, loving, beautiful, wanted. And then when you are those things, the world tells you they are inferior: illogical, weak, vain, empty.

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newyorker:

In memory of the Nobel laureate Gabriel Garcia Marquez, who died today at 87, a look back at Jon Lee Anderson’s 1999 Profile of the writer: http://nyr.kr/QrWlKv

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With her own hand she’d painted herself into a corner, and then out of the picture altogether.
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