March 2012
200 posts
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“I can’t help but hate
haiku. They end abruptly
just as they’re...”
– Rob Taylor
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“Once upon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love. It did not end well.”
– Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke and Bone
February 2012
115 posts
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“A library is like an island in the middle of a vast sea of ignorance,...”
– Daniel Handler
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“Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you...”
– Margaret Atwood, The Penelopiad
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She wanted to pierce her skin with tiny particles of the universe and drown herself in the milky way. She wanted to speak words of an angel who had ventured the passages of hell. She wanted to be a secret, whispered from his lips. Don’t tell. She wanted to be one, but she couldn’t. Her needs weren’t quite as urgent.
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“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll...”
– Rumi
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“The moon people do not eat by swallowing food but by smelling it. Their money is...”
– Paul Auster, Moon Palace
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“At some point in life the world’s beauty becomes enough. You don’t...”
– Toni Morrison
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“to live in this world
you must be able
to do three things
to love what is...”
– Mary Oliver (Expert from In Blackwater Woods)
“Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is...”
– Leonard Cohen
“At night, I open the window
and ask the moon to come
and press its face...”
– Rumi
“There is a crack in everything.
That’s how the light gets in.”
– Leonard Cohen
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“We live in a modern society. Husbands and wives don’t
grow on trees, like in...”
– Jeffrey McDaniel, “The Archipelago of Kisses”
“Book collecting is an obsession, an occupation, a disease, an addiction, a...”
– Jeanette Winterson
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“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves...”
– Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
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venula:
Damien Rice - Delicate
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You know when your mind becomes polluted with the fog and dust of a feeling? Not a single feeling, but many feelings, loads of them, wrapped in a nice little package with cherry polka dots and a pink bow. It arrives at your doorstep, so innocently that you can’t help but feel like a child on Christmas morning. You bring it into your home, through the chambers of your mind, and set it on the...
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“It is hard to accept being different, hard to have people avoid looking at you,...”
– Patricia Briggs
nervves asked: beautiful blog, wow.
