Photographer:LU ZHI/National Geographic Stock
The world needs your beautiful light.
You can forget that other people carry pieces of your own story around in their heads. I’ve always thought—put together all those random pieces form everyone who’s ever known you from your parents to the guy who once sat next to you on a bus, and you’d probably see a fuller version of your life than you even did while living it.
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Mt. Giewont seen from the top of Mt. Swinica. Tatra Mountains, Poland © Adam Brzoza.
Am i cute? (by pyza*)
I was happy but happy is an adult word. You don’t have to ask a child about happy, you see it. They are or they are not. Adults talk about being happy because largely they are not. Talking about it is the same as trying to catch the wind. Much easier to let it blow all over you.
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All I kept thinking about, over and over, was ‘You can’t live forever; you can’t live forever’.
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“Look”, by Noël Michèle
The world is indeed full of peril and in it there are many dark places. But still there is much that is fair. And though in all lands, love is now mingled with grief, it still grows, perhaps, the greater.
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