But if a mirror ever makes
you sad
you should know
that it does
not know
you
— Kabir (via alonescence)
But if a mirror ever makes
There I sit, lazy, convalescent. To look at me, you might not guess that inside I am laughing and crying, at my own stupidities and luckiness, and at the strange enigmatic ways of the world which I will spend a lifetime trying to learn and understand.
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath (via alonescence)
