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John Keats’ handwritten poem “To Fanny”. The page reads:

Ah dearest love! sweet home of all my fears, And hopes, and joys, and panting miseries To night, if I may guess, thy beauty wears A smiling of such delight, As brilliant and as bright, As when with ravished, aching, vassal eyes, Lost in soft amaze, I gaze, I gaze!

(Read the full poem here)

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Longsword from Western Europe dated between 1325-50 on display at the Burrell Collection in Glasgow, Scotland

Photographs taken by myself 2023

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“There are far too many silent sufferers. Not because they don’t yearn to reach out, but because they’ve tried and found no one who cares.”

— Richelle E. Goodrich

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Edward Gorey - A Dull Afternoon

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“If you want to succeed in your life, remember this phrase. The past does not equal the future. Because you failed yesterday; or all day today, or a moment ago, or for the last six months; the last 16 years, or the last fifty years of life doesn’t mean anything…all that matters is what are you going to do, right now.”

— Anthony Robbins

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Nude woman with black stockings, ca. 1900 - by Pierre Bonnard (1867 – 1947), French

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Betty Blue (1986), dir. Jean-Jacques Beineix

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“Man thought that the important thing was to have, and did not know that the important thing is to be. The true perfection of man lies, not in what man has, but in what man is.”

— Oscar Wilde, The Soul of Man Under Socialism