Quiet People have the loudest minds.

When you do something noble and beautiful and nobody noticed, do not be sad. For the sun every morning is a beautiful spectacle and yet most of the audience still sleeps.

I’m like you Dina. I’m weak too. I can’t get through this without somebody to touch. Without somebody to love. Is that because sex numbs the pain? Or is it because I’m some evil fuck monster? I don’t know. But I do know- I was somebody before I came in here. I was somebody with a life that I chose for myself. And now? Now it’s just about getting through the day without crying. And I’m scared. I’m still scared. I’m scared that I’m not myself in here, and I’m scared that I am. Other people aren’t the scariest part of prison, Dina. It’s coming face to face with who you really are.

-Piper Chapman

I think that when you have a connection with someone, it never really goes away, you know? You snap back to being important to each other because you still are.

—(via newyearseves)