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"The more experience I've got, the more I recognize that the body is hardly a reliable reflection of what's going on inside it"

"Me he echado un clavado a mis profundidades, por fin estoy aprendiendo a nadar."

"If she told you anything about herself, she was giving away something she could never get back"

She loved at light-speed. No hesitation. No regrets. No conditions. No reservations. While he hoarded his chips and held a part of himself back, she went all in. Every time. ❤️‍🩹

"I'd know you anywhere. At any age." 😯

"Sometimes remembering isn't for yourself, sometimes you do it just to make someone else smile. Those lies were allowed."

"If you're not making mistakes, you're not learning"

"Art is the friend that you can always return to. It will always be there to heighten your feeling of aliveness."

¿Quién no ha deseado alguna vez escapar del encierro de la propia vida? Y no porque está vida no nos guste, sino porque una sola existencia, por muy grande y muy buena que sea, siempre será una especie de cárcel, una mutilación a las otras posibles realidades, de los otros individuos que pudimos ser. ¿Quién no ha deseado alguna vez ser otro? Contenerse dentro de una sola identidad resulta empobrecedor.

Ahora sí me tiene muy confundida con las pistas 🙀

"No era posible saber qué tenía que haber sentido su cuerpo o qué habían tenido que mirar sus ojos, que quedaron apagados, tan incapaces de expresar alguna emoción, tan desprovistos de ese deseo humano de buscar la felicidad..."

¡Qué manera de escribir que te llega al core!

"Our thinking was limited by convention (the most subtle but oppressive dictator).

"Sabía que amaría a aquella niña durante toda su existencia, que ese amanecer perduraría en su recuerdo y que sería lo último que vería en el momento de morir."

My soul knows your soul. In any time.

Imagínate conocer a alguien que ya ha pasado un vida contigo, en otro timeline 🤯

He has wondered lately if that's all living really is --one long goodbye to those we love.

Perhaps there's a reason our memories are kept hazy and out of focus. Maybe their abstraction serves as an anesthetic, a buffer protecting us from the agony of time and all that it seals and erases.

By the time you know you're experiencing something, it's already in the past

"Part of life is facing your failures, and sometimes those failures are people you once loved"

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Do you know what is the only way to know how much you love someone?
By losing them