“Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away.”
George Eliot (via mia—-wallace)
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raidinpanties said:
Interesting. Very beautiful. Although my practice of misanthropy makes me think this is nothing short of nonsense. The universe is complex
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