I looked up at the mass of signs and stars in the night sky and laid myself open for the first time to the benign indifference of the world.  Albert Camus, The Stranger (via wordsnquotes)

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I do not miss childhood but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled. I could not control the world I was in, could not walk away from things or people or moments that hurt, but I found joy in the things that made me happy Neil Gaiman, Ocean at the End of the Lane (via deathbypopculture)
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