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I’m a fool, to confuse this with goodness. I am not good. I know too much to be good. I know myself. I know myself to be vengeful, greedy, secretive and sly.
Cat’s Eye, Margaret Atwood (via helplesslyamazed)
If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed.
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via bookmania)
When your beauty struck me, it dissolved me. Deep down, I am not different from you. I dreamed you, I wished for your existence. I see in you that part of me which is you. I surrender my sincerity because if I love you it means we share the same fantasies, we share the same madness.

Anaïs Nin

(via lucifelle)

What I possess, seems far away to me, and what is gone becomes reality.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe | Faust (via blackthirteen)