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Little Flint introduces himself, but Mother Flo keeps a protective hold around his waist. Jane Goodall extends the back of her hand, fingers turned away, telling Flo that she intends no harm

National Geographic | December 1965

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“You must learn to let go. Release the stress. You were never in control anyway.”
— Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free (via thatkindofwoman)

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“ethereal, adj. — You leaned your head into mine, and I leaned my head into yours. Dancing cheek to cheek. Revolving slowly, eyes closed, heartbeat measure, nature’s hum. It lasted the length of an old song, and then we stopped, kissed, and my heart stayed there, just like that.”
— David Levithan, The Lover’s Dictionary (via thatkindofwoman)

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Amy Poehler as Kaitlin

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Amy Poehler as Kaitlin

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Amy Poehler as Kaitlin

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Amy Poehler as Kaitlin

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Amy Poehler as Kaitlin

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Amy Poehler as Kaitlin

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Amy Poehler as Kaitlin

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Amy Poehler as Kaitlin

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“At last she looked up at him. Her eyes were full of tears, and her look unbearably naked. Such looks we have all once or twice in our lives received and shared; they are those in which worlds melt, pasts dissolve, moments when we know, in the resolution of profoundest need, that the rock of ages can never be anything else but love, here, now, in these two hands’ joining, in this blind silence in which one head comes to rest beneath the other.”
— John Fowles, The French Lieutenant’s Woman  (via thatkindofwoman)

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“You have within you more love than you could ever understand.”
— Rumi  (via thatkindofwoman)

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