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“𝚆𝚎’𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚕𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛; 𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎.”
— 𝙴𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚜 𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚎
John Keats, On death, Composed 1814.
Charles Bukowski//Ernest Hemingway
Paintings by Michael Bao
Carolyn Forché//Mary Oliver//H.D//Frank Bidart
~.~.~.~.~
sometimes the moon is all i have.
𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒇𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒆
Hands are unbearably beautiful. They hold on to things. They let things go.
Mary Ruefle, from 'The Cart'.
Tony Belobrajdic//Kamille Corry//Kamille Corry//Kamille Corry//Ivana Lena Besevic//Marittie De Villiers//Kamille Corry//Tony Belobrajdic//Emma Neill
eyes have a language of their own
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Art is the highest form of hope.
𝙸𝚏 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘.
- 𝚁𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝 𝙻𝚘𝚞𝚒𝚜 𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚗, 𝙳𝚛. 𝙹𝚎𝚔𝚢𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚛. 𝙷𝚢𝚍𝚎.
The perfect antidote to dark, cold and creepy is light, warm and cozy.
- Candice Olson.
Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain.
When life gives you lemons, trade them for coffee.
The dream of my life Is to lie down by a slow river and stare at the light in the trees- To learn something by being nothing
- Mary Oliver, Entering the Kingdom
Your hand touching mine, this is how galaxies collide.
- Sanober Khan