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And for a long time yet, led by some wondrous power, I am fated to journey hand in hand with my strange heroes and to survey the surging immensity of life, to survey it through the laughter that all can see and through the tears unseen and unknown by anyone.

— Nikolai Gogol, Dead Souls

Slowly your feet will leave the ground.

Slowly your feet will leave the ground.

I’m feeling older.

I’m feeling older.

I’d love to look into your face without your eyes turning away.

I’d love to look into your face without your eyes turning away.

The beauty of things must be that they end.

— Jack Kerouac, Tristessa (via honeyforthehomeless)

Water, water on the seeds,To my left they rose and leaf,To my right cross Seven Seas.Lonely, lonely, that is me.

Water, water on the seeds,
To my left they rose and leaf,
To my right cross Seven Seas.
Lonely, lonely, that is me.

I was born to endure this kind of weather.

I was born to endure this kind of weather.

I won’t just pass through.

I won’t just pass through.

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I love this song.

Posters - Youth Lagoon

I’ve been a witness.

I’ve been a witness.

Let me eat when I’m hungry, let me drink when I’m dry.

Little dancing bear.

Little dancing bear.