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Surrender & Release

There’s nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.

Stephen ChboskyThe Perks of Being a Wallflower  (via sorakeem)

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I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.

—Rumi (via ozlemhaluk)

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Well at first my sore throat hurt like a bee-sting, but then later it was more like a ant bite, and today it’s just like a mosquito bite.

—8-year-old boy simultaneously (1) describing “How bad his sore throat was” and (2) inventing an insect-bite-based pain scale. (via cranquis)

doctorswithoutborders:

A Mission in Syria In late March, an MSF team crossed the Turkish border into Syria in an effort to provide medical aid in the Idlib region. The two-person team was composed of a surgeon and an anesthesiologist. To evaluate needs, they also sought to observe the treatment that wounded patients were receiving. Their first observation was that medical workers were so terrorized that they would offer only first aid in cases of extreme emergency. To treat broken bones, for example, they would simply use makeshift splints. In dealing with hemorrhage, they applied compression bandages even when they had access to technical resources enabling them to provide more appropriate and complete care. “They told us that the risk was too high, the MSF surgeon explained. We were told that, ‘being caught with a patient is worse than being caught with a weapon.’ A Syrian colleague also told me that that meant death both for the patient and for him.”Photo:Staff performing surgery in the Idlib area of Syria, while it was still possible to do so. Syria 2012 © MSF

doctorswithoutborders:

A Mission in Syria

In late March, an MSF team crossed the Turkish border into Syria in an effort to provide medical aid in the Idlib region. The two-person team was composed of a surgeon and an anesthesiologist. To evaluate needs, they also sought to observe the treatment that wounded patients were receiving.

Their first observation was that medical workers were so terrorized that they would offer only first aid in cases of extreme emergency. To treat broken bones, for example, they would simply use makeshift splints. In dealing with hemorrhage, they applied compression bandages even when they had access to technical resources enabling them to provide more appropriate and complete care.

“They told us that the risk was too high, the MSF surgeon explained. We were told that, ‘being caught with a patient is worse than being caught with a weapon.’ A Syrian colleague also told me that that meant death both for the patient and for him.”

Photo:Staff performing surgery in the Idlib area of Syria, while it was still possible to do so.
Syria 2012 © MSF

I have no fear of losing you, for you aren’t an object of my property, or anyone else’s. I love you as you are, without attachment, without fears, without conditions, without egoism, trying not to absorb you. I love you freely because I love your freedom, as well as mine.

—Anthony de Mello (via nearerthemoon)

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He kissed her. Without warning, without permission. Without even deciding to do it, but simply because he couldn’t have done anything else. He needed that breath she was holding. It belonged to him, and he wanted it back.

—Truth  (via thatkindofwoman)

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So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more dangerous to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.

—Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild (via literaturesluts)

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