Above all, Love

We are born to love as we are born to die, and between the heartbeats of those two mysteries lies tangled undergrowth of our tiny lives. There is nowhere to go but through. And so we walk, lost, and lost again, in the mapless wilderness of love.

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Karen O & Deborah Harry

fuckyeahrocknroll:

Karen O & Deborah Harry

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 sorrow.

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anditslove:

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anditslove:

 sorrow.

All endings are also beginnings. We just don’t know it at the time.

— Mitch Albom, The Five People You Meet in Heaven (via anditslove)

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