love and mathematics

Jan 03
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May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.
— Neil Gaiman (via lavenderlines) (via align) (via closertotheocean)
Dec 31
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don’t forget: this year is your year.♥

don’t forget: this year
is your year.

Dec 29
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This is love, isn’t it? When you notice someone’s absence and hate that absence more than anything? More, even, than you love his presence?
— Jonathan Safran Foer
Dec 28
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today: you. tomorrow: probably more of the same.
(via srsly) (via sunlit-skies)  (via alanajoy)

today: you. tomorrow: probably more of the same.

(via srsly) (via sunlit-skies) (via alanajoy)

Dec 27
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Don’t be afraid to get hurt— we all will anyway.
— someone far wiser than me
Dec 26
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I’m so afraid because I am so profoundly happy. Happiness like this is frightening. They only let you be this happy if they are preparing to take something from you.
— The Kite Runner (via littlemiss) (via srsly) (via unicornology)