Most people do not listen with the intent to understand; they listen with the intent to reply.
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| — | Stephen R. Covey (via ohmoomers) |
Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping, waiting and though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir - open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us - guides us. Passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love, the clarity of hatred, the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we’d know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms, shuttered and dank. Without passion - we’d be truly dead.
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| — | Joss Whedon (via black-wolves) |
Wish I could say it broke my heart, like you did in the beginning.
Only difference now is I don’t recognize the person looking back at me in the mirror & I don’t understand the monster I’ve grown into.
My skin’s brown and intact still and I feel blood pumping through my veins but my heart no longer feels fresh as it did in the past. It doesn’t feel pure & giving, it feels weak and cold. My mind is often numb and frozen and the things people tell me no longer matters. I have a deep need in me, to tear everything to fucking pieces and watch it burn. I like feeling that satisfaction, of knowing I’ve got control. You’ll never get control over my body anymore, because it died, just like my heart.
