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Do not drink milk after a thunderstorm, for it will certainly be sour. Always leave out seed for the birds when the first snow falls. Wash your hair with Rosemary. Drink Lavender tea when you cannot sleep. Know that the only remedy for love is to love more.
Alice Hoffman (Rules of Magic)
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Quite a Ways North: Reflections on the lake, Yukon Territory, Canada
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Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it’s not because they enjoy solitude. It’s because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.
Jodi Picoult, My Sister’s Keeper (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
These October days are to me a little strained and surrounded with silence. What I mean by this last word I don’t quite know, since I have never stopped ‘seeing’ people—No, it’s not physical silence; it’s some inner loneliness—interesting to analyse if one could.
Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry written c. October 1931 (via karibu-nyumbani)