I realized these were all the snapshots which our children would look at someday with wonder, thinking their parents had lived smooth, well-ordered lives and got up in the morning to walk proudly on the sidewalks of life, never dreaming the raggedy madness and riot of our actual lives, our actual night, the hell of it, the senseless emptiness.
— Jack Kerouac  (via thatkindofwoman)
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I am afraid of getting older. I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from cooking three meals a day—spare me from the relentless cage of routine and rote. I want to be free… I want, I want to think, to be omniscient.
— Sylvia Plath written in 1949 at age 17.   (via waltzofthesnowflakes)
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Glaciers move in tides.
So do mountains.
So do all things.
John Muir, Letters from Alaska (via theriverjordyn)
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