Passion is passion. It’s the excitement between the tedious spaces, and it doesn’t matter where it’d directed.. It can be coins or sports or politics or horses or music or faith… the saddest people I’ve ever met in life are the ones who don’t care deeply about anything at all. Passion and satisfaction go hand in hand, and without them, any happiness is only temporary, because there’s nothing to make it last.
Dear John by Nicholas Sparks
When you run alone, you go a distance and speed dictated by your ability (one part hope, two parts denial), your conscience (one part denial, two parts hope), and the previous nights dessert (one part cookie, two parts more cookie). Running with partners requires compromise in that calculus.
Marc Parent, Runners World Jan 2012. (via obtund)
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Ahh, I <3 the Lion King!

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monicatramos:

Choose they croon the Ancient Ones
the time has come again
choose now, they croon
beneath the moon
beside an ancient lake
Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream

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