I can feel this heart inside me and I conclude it exists. I can touch this world and I also conclude that it exists. All my knowledge ends at this point. The rest is hypothesis.
Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus (via hplyrikz)
What is reality but a product of our imagination
I never wish to be easily defined.
Franz Kafka (via thesoutherly)
(Source: girlinlondon)
