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She had grown to believe that the objects contained within a house spoke loudest to the person to whom the things belonged. More than that, she believed that the individual belonged to the things inside the house, to the house itself.

Sarah M. Broom, The Yellow House

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...a blackbird singing in a birch tree made it shiver and shed silver drops.

Tessa Hadley, The Past

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Roland held out his cheek for his sisters to kiss as if he were elsewhere already.

Tessa Hadley, The Past

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A fatherless girl thinks all things are possible and nothing safe.

Mary Gordon

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Hiraeth - welsh. A homesickness for a home to which you cannot return. A home which maybe never was. The yearning, the grief of the lost places of your past.

Gloria Vanderbilt, Nothing Left Unsaid. Documentary, HBO

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...drifts of chalk...

Helen MacDonald, H is For Hawk

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And in this  lies the diminution of the world. How can you love something, how can you fight to protect it, if all it means is loss?

Helen MacDonald, H is For Hawk

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There is a time in life when you expect the world to be always full of new things. And then comes a day when you realize that is not how it will be at all. You see that life will become a thing made of holes. Absences, losses. Things that were there and are no longer. And you realize too that you have to grow around and between the gaps, though you can put your hand out to where the things were and feel that tense, shining dullness of the space where the memories are.

Helen MacDonald, H is For Hawk

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Tiny bat orphan rocks himself to sleep. Witness, people- the gentleness of these devoted caregivers- for this baby at a bat sanctuary. Small helpless creatures really do bring out the best in us!

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I'll be in the corner with my Stoli.

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HAPPY EASTER, PEEPS.