again and again

To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget.

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February 15
“ And men said that the blood of the stars flowed in her veins. The Silver Chair, by C. S. Lewis (via crackedbones)

(Source: pocketpetals, via thatgracelady)