Sometimes I’m torn between the beauty and silence 4am holds. The lighting is really gentle, all you can smell is the slight wind gliding across your nose, and all you can hear is birds communicating with one another. Why do we spend most of this time in our beds, out cold? I’ve never appreciated the world more than I have at this very moment. I feel the small bit of innocence in me I thought I lost. It’s still alive, and it’s not in your grip. 5am is holding it. Unknown (via quotethat)
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“I was a young, lily-white liberal who majored in social work. I imagined myself as a Dorothea Dix type figure, who was going to save the world. Then I graduated and learned about bureaucracy. So I lowered my goals, and just tried to help a couple of people every day.”
How lovely is the sun after rain, and how lovely is laughter after sorrow Tunisian Proverb (via ruedamour)

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I am happy when I eat fresh fruit, when I burst out laughing, when I discover a new song, when I finish a good book, when I wake up and feel relaxed. I’m glad to have friends, family, a home, food when I’m hungry, hot water when I shower. I love being able to live and see the seasons change, to have gifts at Christmas and at my birthday, to travel sometimes, to have a good education and a great access to culture. I’m flattered when people compliment me, when peole smile at me, when people are polite to me. There are so many things that make life so simple and easy and I will always think about them more than all the bad things that will happen to me. I do not have time to be sad every day and ungrateful; I have every reason in the world to be happy. A few reasons why I’ll always prefer living by elsablt  
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All her life she had believed in something more, in the mystery that shape-shifted at the edge of her senses. It was the flutter of moth wings on glass and the promise of river nymphs in the dappled creek beds. It was the smell of oak trees on the summer evening she fell in love, and the way the dawn threw itself across the cow pond and turned the water to light. Eowyn Ivey, The Snow Child  (via thatkindofwoman)

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Rachel Parcell is wearing a pink top and shoes from J. Crew, distressed jeans from Current/Elliott, pink bag from Tory Burch and sunglasses from Karen Walker

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