October 2011
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And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of toast and tea
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Only if you fall in love do you make a study of the beloved, for only passion lets us inquire into other people’s mysteries with the vitality borne of conviction.
“I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes...”
– Anaïs Nin (via imfantasyparade)
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Back to the old things that are the new,
The folded glory of the gorse, the sweetbriar air,
To the larks that cannot praise us, knowing nothing of what we do,
And the divine, wise trees that do not care…
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“Grown ups love figures. When you tell them that you have made a new friend, they...”
– The Little Prince
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In countless ways
I have known the vagaries
of being in love.
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The sun had already sunk into the sea and the moon was a dim blur, but the Silver Stream was there, suspended in the heavens, it stars twinkling in the cold as I listened to the sound of waves carried from the offing, my soul as if torn from its body, my bowels wrenched, my heart suddenly so full of sadness that I could not think of sleep, but stood there, weeping so hard that I could have wrung...
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He works to make others pretty-
mirror-shiner, in the cold.
