• Maybelle (dying kid): Daddy, can you tell me about the stars again?
  • Dad: What about them?
  • Maybelle: About how they've gone out.
  • Dad: A little star like this one is, in fact, a sun - that is a very, very long way away. And its light has to travel a long way for a long time to reach your eyes. So, sometimes it's possible that the little star has already gone out before the light reaches your eyes. So you see something that is no longer there. But that doesn't matter, because the light from a little star like that carries on travelling past your eyes. Further and further. So that little star will exist forever. Forever and ever and ever.
My father used to say, “Don’t raise your voice. Improve your argument.
— Archbishop Desmond Tutu

(Source: locsofpoetry, via misspluviophile)

tomorrow’s gonna be fine. for i’ve seen yesterday and i’m alright with today

How beautiful would it be to find someone who’s in love with your mind.
— (via runwaye)

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