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What if I were smiling and running into your arms, would you see then what I see now?
wild thing(s)
The trouble is, you think you have time.
— Buddha
(Source:
nargessi
, via
resistreality
)
And I despise your books, I despise wisdom and the blessings of this world. It is all worthless, fleeting, illusory, and deceptive, like a mirage. You may be proud, wise, and fine, but death will wipe you off the face of the earth as though you were no more than mice burrowing under the floor, and your posterity, your history, your immortal geniuses will burn or freeze together with the earthly globe.
— Anton Chekhov
(Source:
whyexistence
, via
yunzi
)