Saturday, July 14, 2012

“I interviewed a woman who is terminally ill. So, I tried to delicately ask, ‘What is it like to wake up every morning and know that you are dying?’ ‘Well,’ she responded, ‘What is it like to wake up every morning and pretend that you are not?’”

— Unknown (via thebeautyofislam)

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