Nancy Willard, from “Questions My Son Asked Me, Answers I Never Gave Him”

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Nancy Willard, from “Questions My Son Asked Me, Answers I Never Gave Him”
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Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry dated 27 March 1922 featured in The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920-1923
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two horses standing before an erupting volcano under a beautiful night sky with a forest illuminated by city lights laid out before them do these horses recognize the magnificent yet violent beauty in front of them or is this simply another day for them perhaps it is both as wild animals such as these know nothing but the constant bittersweetness of nature so perhaps to them all miracles of nature have the same wonder from an erupting volcano to a blooming flower to the split second life of an insect they are all products of the world that cradles horses and others in its loving yet murderous arms
Alexandre Cabanel. 1863. The Birth of Venus detail.
Hekate by Maximilian Pirner (1901)