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Every single day...

Stop apologizing. You don’t have to say sorry for how you laugh, how you dress, how you make your hair, how you speak. You don’t have to be sorry for being yourself. Do it fearlessly. It’s time to accept this is you, and you gotta spend the rest of your life with you. So start loving your sarcasm, your awkwardness, your weirdness, your unique sense of humor, your everything. It will make your life so much easier to simply be yourself.

(via purplebuddhaquotes)

More wise words...

I sure hope so... 😊

It took Michaelangelo four years to paint the Sistine Chapel. It took Da Vinci four years to paint the Mona Lisa. Van Gogh created Starry Night only a year before he died. So be patient with your progress and take all the time you need, for you too are creating a masterpiece.

Nikita Gill

Including me...

“Hell is empty and all the devils are here.”

— William Shakespeare, The Tempest

ET INDLÆG DER ER ET OPLÆG DER ER LAURIE LIGE NU (Jaja; genbrug af foto... Wtf! 'Laurie' ER bare en central figur...) BROK!: Nu står Laurie og drejer i mange farver, mest gyldent, på min skærm.

Video… Via Tidsskriftet Reflex

More true stuff...

Mortar

Words are easily traded and thrown like grenades, Footholds welled deep in trenches of juxtaposition. Our arguments resound like echoes in the hallway, Making any point confused beyond such cognition.

Everyone wants an explanation that makes sense, But it’s only a generalization to what they demand. Something designed to placate their feeble minds, While everything else is considered to be damned.

“Follow the herd,” they stammer twelve rows back, Because few need a leader to fall from their ledge. It’s not sad people would rather be lost than found, As foundations are built from this rot in the dredge.

Tågen letter...

UDSIGT TIL IKKE MEGET. -EN (FORKORTET) TEKST OM TÅGES ADSKILLIGE FORDELE.  (Og fordi jeg har en svaghed for GIF’er…) Tågen var egentlig ganske rar. Den var en aldeles naturlig grund til ikke at se ret langt. Et beskyttende lag. Og en ret præcis spejling af hvad der var indenfor. Bag de ekstra nærsynede næsten blinde øjne, der kunne være lukkede uden den store forskel.  Men tåge har det med…

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https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2017/05/17/dengang-engang/ #https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2017/05/17/dengang-engang/ "Primeiro Próximo Passo" is too strange a name. Even for the man that wrote the best book in the world. Maybe it's a 'taken' name as a writer? But still... Then again, for a portuguese it might have a slightly different meaning. Anyway. I'm sure that both Senhor Passo and Laurie has been at exactly the place on the photo. Mister Primeiro as living in Lisbon, and maybe Laurie did that too, earlier in her life. I'll ask her... In where I know she lives now. Not far away, near Estoril. So even if she only was a part-time portuguese, as so many in the Estoril-Cascais-area, she must have passed this place... I will remember to ask her! #lisbon #laurieandthestoryof #alfama #writing #fiction #novel #homeiswheretheheartis #illustration #inspiration #thisisanactualplacelikeinthelittlepieceofthestoryaboutlaurieandherwritingmasterandiamkindatrackingthembothdownandwritingaboutitundermyhuntandyesiwillsucceedonewayoranother (Usual one-off hashtag... Long one!) #udenfilter #mantelmomento #danielmantel (her: Alfama, Lisboa, Portugal)

Always remember how much you have survived. Your world has fallen apart before. Time and time again and the rest of the world has still kept going despite the fact that you are broken. And after thinking you will never recover, never get up off the floor again, you have, dusted yourself off and carried on. If you have survived your world shattering, over and over again, and you are still here, a bit damaged, a bit broken but still here – you should be proud of yourself. Because that is no small thing.

Nikita Gill (via meanwhilepoetry)

So true... And still here!