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You're not grown until you know how to communicate, apologize, be truthful and accept accountability without blaming someone else.
u survive literally every single event in your life & still every time a new event happens you feel like this is the event that will kill you and that you will never move on from but actually you will continue to survive like you always have bc u have a 100% win rate of surviving events. btw
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Carolyn Gage, The Second Coming of Joan of Arc (1987).
Marie Howe from an interview c. 1999: “I don’t know anything about the soul. All I know is some things have happened that I don’t understand and they are the most true things I’ve ever known.”
“Rilke put it: “Beauty’s nothing but the beginning of Terror we’re still just able to bear.” When will you get terrifying? I can do it on command.”
— Aja Moore, from “In the Radiant Afterstorm” published in ÄLPHÄ (via lifeinpoetry)
Johnny Cash’s handwritten diary to-do list, 1969
“Two souls are sometimes created together and in love before they’re even born.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald; The Beautiful and Damned (via sunsetquotes)
“I read that sometimes when someone receives a heart transplant, the heart, on a cellular level, still has memories of its first home. People suddenly remember directions to places they have never been. They can suddenly play the piano. One man dreamed of his donor’s death. His body, now fluent in a new language. And I wonder what my own body will remember even after it has been asked to forget. If when I die, if when my body is sectioned up, half given to the dirt and half given a new purpose, I wonder, if some stranger with my memories will suddenly begin to jolt awake in the middle of the night. Sitting up, her arm outstretched, somehow knowing She is still reaching for your face.”
— The Body’s Memory, Clementine von Radics
"I fell in love with your laugh, the way it makes everything else disappear into the background."