For I do not exist: there exist but the thousands of mirrors that reflect me. With every acquaintance I make, the population of phantoms resembling me increases. Somewhere they live, somewhere they multiply. I alone do not exist.
Nabokov, The Eye (via cruelmagic)
If you don’t speak against this genocide, you are complicit in it.
Walaa Al Ghussien, Palestine resident. (via mysharona1987)