stoicmike:

Every search for knowledge arrives at a formidable wall, but somewhere along that wall is a door we can pass through — yet a time will come when we arrive at a wall that is infinitely long and infinitely high, and there will be no door in that wall. – Michael Lipsey

stoicmike:

Imaginary lines on a map delineate a land mass we are supposed to prize above all others. – Michael Lipsey

hirxeth:

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incendavery:

parting is such sweet sorrow

the-rain-falls-on-her-skin:

“Songs are as sad as the listener.”

— Jonathan Safran Foer
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stoicmike:

There are thoughts like mosquitoes that bite you in the dark, but when you turn on the light you never find them because they’re hiding in some remote corner of your mind. – Michael Lipsey

gayboymac:

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