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How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d;

—Alexander Pope

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time.
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle.
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

—Macbeth, Shakespeare

Fate has a cruel way of circling around on you… There is a time where a man needs to fight and a time where he needs to accept that his destiny is lost, the ship has sailed, and only a fool would continue. Truth is I’ve always been a fool.

—Big Fish (via mostlyjudson)

Make your own Bible. Select and collect all the words and sentences that in all your readings have been to you like the blast of a trumpet.

—Ralph Waldo Emerson (via imfantasyparade)

(Source: quote-book)