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June 2012

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“Holding on to anything is like holding on to your breath. You will suffocate. The only way to get anything in the physical universe is by letting go of it. Let go and it will be yours forever.” —Deepak Chopra (via loveyourchaos)
Jun 25, 20124,268 notes
“

Once you start to speak, people will yell at you. They will interrupt you, put you down and suggest it’s personal. And the world won’t end.


And the speaking will get easier and easier. And you will find you have fallen in love with your own vision, which you may never have realized you had. And you will lose some friends and lovers, and realize you don’t miss them. And new ones will find you and cherish you. And you will still flirt and paint your nails, dress up and party, because, as I think Emma Goldman said, “If I can’t dance, I don’t want to be part of your revolution.” And at last you’ll know with surpassing certainty that only one thing is more frightening than speaking your truth. And that is not speaking.

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—Audre Lorde (via the-iridescence)
Jun 25, 201210,817 notes
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“Hang in there. It is astonishing how short a time it can take for very wonderful things to happen.” —Frances Hodgson Burnett  (via anditslove)
Jun 24, 201219,801 notes
Jun 24, 201298,449 notes
Te lo juro por Madonna: Song → juradopormadonna.tumblr.com

juradopormadonna:

The weight of the world

is love.

Under the burden
of solitude,
under the burden
of dissatisfaction

the weight,
the weight we carry
is love.

Who can deny?
In dreams
it touches
the body,
in thought
constructs
a miracle,
in imagination
anguishes
till born
in human—
looks out of the heart
burning…

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“La única gente que me interesa es la que está loca, la gente que está loca por vivir, loca por hablar, loca por salvarse, con ganas de todo al mismo tiempo, la gente que nunca bosteza ni habla de lugares comunes, sino que arde, arde como fabulosos cohetes amarillos explotando igual que arañas entre las estrellas.” —Jack Kerouac (fragmento de “En el camino”)
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