But why do I notice everything? She thought. Why must I think? She did not want to think. She wanted to force her mind to become a blank and lie back, and accept quietly, tolerantly, whatever came.
—Virginia Woolf, The Years  (via gebeine)

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And at the end of the day, your feet should be dirty, your hair messy and your eyes sparkling.
—Shanti (via organicafe)

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