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And I wondered then, how do we ever know what beauty lies inside of people, and the strange ways this world works to lure that beauty outward?

A thought: Sometimes the clouds and sunlight will form in a way you’ve never seen them do before, and your city will feel as if it’s another city altogether.

She said that we, as humans, bear the burden of having to be every animal in the world rolled into one.

She said that we really have no identity of our own.

Sometimes we all forget that the world itself is paradise.