A Beautiful Mind

Searching for the beauty in the darkness

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it’s 1964 I’m on a balcony smoking a really long cigarette and some lofty music is playing I drop my martini on the floor it breaks and 5 men scramble to get me a new one

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She had a look of suffering and I was struck less by her beauty than by the extraordinary loneliness in her eyes.

—  Mikhail Bulgakov. The Master and Margarita (via oiseauperdu)

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If I knew that today would be the last time I’d see you, I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul. If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door, I’d embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more. If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice, I’d take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again. If I knew this is the last time I see you, I’d tell you I love you, and would not just assume foolishly you know it already.

Gabriel García Márquez (via apoetreflects)

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