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There’s a difference between being beautiful and feeling beautiful. You will always be drop dead gorgeous, but you may not always feel it.
— (via sunnythunderstorms)
(Source: sunnythunderstorms, via vintagewalls)
You tell me how to catch fire, how to hold
the spark in the palm of my hand. You tell me how to live with ashes
and dust. How you want to teach me to rub the stain from a crucible,
polish it, hold it to flame until my breath turns to smoke. You tell me
everything I am thinking is true. That…
(Source: ahuntersheart)
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But where did that knowledge exist? Only in his own consciousness, which in any case must soon be annihilated. And if all others accepted the lie which the Party imposed—if all records told the same tale—then the lie passed into history and became truth. “Who controls the past,” ran the Party slogan, “controls the future: who controls the present controls the past.” And yet the past, though of its nature alterable never had been altered. Whatever was true now was true from everlasting to everlasting. It was quite simple. All that was needed was an unending series of victories over your own memory. “Reality control,” they called it; in Newspeak, “doublethink.
