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rainer maria rilke, letters to a young poet

Clarice Lispector, The Hour of the Star / A Hora da Estrela

Here are my resolutions for the next 3 months; the next lap of the year. To have none. Not to be tied. To be free and kindly with myself, not goading it to parties: to sit rather privately reading in the studio. To stop irritation by the assurance that nothing is worth irritation. Sometimes to read, sometimes not to read. To go out yes—but stay at home in spite of being asked. As for clothes, to buy good ones.

Virginia Woolf, in a diary entry dated 2 January 1931, from The Diary of Virginia Woolf Vol. V: 1936-1941

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Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 1, 1926-1927; August 1st, 1926

Text ID: Courage, be everything to yourself. Seek your truth; construct your life, a beautiful life; be strong and passionately cherish yourself to console yourself for being so alone in the midst of all those who love you.

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Today was one of the most beautiful days of the summer. We all watched the glorious sunset, twilight—half shadows, half lights. I will remember this day for a long, long time, for the dreams I dreamed in the swing, watching on one side my dear little house with its lit-up windows in the darkness, on the other the woods, with the beautiful sky for a roof. And beyond that, life, life. Tonight my heart overflows.

Anaïs Nin in a diary entry dated 3 August 1920, from The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin: 1920-1923

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Katharine Hepburn photographed by George Hoyningen-Huene for Vanity Fair, September 1934.

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Linda Pastan, The Months

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photos by nacio jan brown, rag theatre san francisco 1969

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Mark Rothko, Untitled, 1969

Acrylic on wove paper mounted on linen 52 3/4 x 41 in. (134 x 104.1 cm) Estate/Inventory Number2028.69 Collection Jon and Kim Shirley. © Kate Rothko Prizel and Christopher Rothko

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I remember we came in May And we changed our names to Lana and Ray We’d be up ‘til the sun rosé I’m in gold lame Your pink floral hay Driving in your mercury down to Waimea Driving in your mercury

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—light snow, silence, the empty streets, the fog, thrilling cold-so much beauty. Like breathing pure oxygen.

Susan Sontag, As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980

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virginia woolf's 1931 new years resolutions : "to have none. not to be tied. to be free & kindly with myself. sometimes to read, sometimes not to read. to go out, yes—but stay at home in spite of being asked. as for clothes, i think to buy good ones."