“Let us be companions in the quest that never ceases - the inquiry into who we are and why we are here. We remind each other of our inner truths and support each other in living our beauty. What a rare experience! To feel equally empowered to hold the circle, to question the process, to be held as vital and sacred by the others.

~ Charles Garfield”.

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There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams — not through her own fault, but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything. He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way. No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart. F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via quotes-shape-us)

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When love finds you, it doesn’t come with crashing waves or thunderbolts. It appears in a song on the radio or a particular blue in the sky. Lang Leav (via lovequotesrus)

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And there is no drug around that’s quite like what I found in you. Frank Ocean (via saintofsass)

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Take my hand, take my whole life too
For I can’t help falling in love with you

I had to again

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They’d never been lovers, of course, not in the physical sense. But they’d been lovers as most of us manage, loving through expressions and gestures and the palm set softly upon the bruise at the necessary moment. Lovers by inclination rather than by lust. Lovers, that is, by love. Out of Oz, Gregory Maguire (via thedapperproject)

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As for me, I am in your hands; do with me whatever you think is good and right. Jeremiah 26: 14 (via imintheleaves)

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I have this vision: That I would finally come and find you. Scattered pieces of distance would not stand in my way. Not needing words; the barest of glimpses would suffice for you and me. Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena  (via herkindoftea)

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What’s the point of strength, if it doesn’t come with kindness? Té V. Smith (via tevsmith)

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God doesn’t wait for a person to be pure and unblemished before He redeems them. R.C. Sproul (via fearless-and-bold-for-christ)

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Slowly, day by day, I’m making my way to you. T.B. LaBerge // Unwritten Letters to You (via ironworthstriking)

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