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in their mind it could possibly be something else
not your fault or theirs or the universe
imagine a different outcome than you are a bad person
impossible
I talk to myself about all the wrong things.
Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters (via thequotejournals)
You watch the sunset too often, it just becomes 6 p.m.
FROM THE VAULT! Phil Kaye // “Repetition” (Poetry Observed)
Phil Kaye, in the first video from our collaboration with Poetry Observed. Make Button Poetry grow!
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Once upon a time, the story goes, cicadas were human beings, before the birth of the Muses. When the Muses were born and song came into being, some of these creatures were so struck by the pleasure of it that they sang and sang, forgot to eat and drink, and died before they knew it. From them the race of cicadas arose, and they and they have this special privilege from the Muses: from the time they are born they need no nourishment, they just sing continually without eating or drinking until they die… (Sokratic Dialogues 259b-c)
Anne Carson, Eros the Bitter, (Dalkey Archive Press, 2000) pg. 139 (via wethinkwedream)
Strawberries rot if left pressed up against one another for too long. It does not mean you have done anything wrong.I thought about telling you this the last time I saw you.Everything rots, in the end.
it’s really nothing new, Emma Bleker (via wethinkwedream)
Sometimes it feels better not to talk. At all. About anything. To anyone.
Walter White, Breaking Bad (via the-ocean-in-one-drop)
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As I get older I’m finding that a lot of the “intellectuals” I used to admire are actually just condescending and pretentious. And also realizing how much more important it is to be present, considerate, and empathetic because nobody really knows what they’re talking about and anyone who claims to know everything about anything is feeding you bs.
“When I was young, I admired clever people. Now that I am old, I admire kind people.” - Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel
too true.
When you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your life that you’ll never get back. Your time is your life. That is why the greatest gift you can give someone is your time.
Rick Warren, The Purpose Driven Life (via wordsnquotes)
Not everyone you meet is awake. Some are asleep somewhere inside their body and sometimes no matter how much you try to wake them up, you just can’t.
what being 20 has taught me /// irally cariaso (via thesocietyofpoets)
We must never stop dreaming. Dreams provide nourishment for the soul, just as a meal does for the body.
Paulo Coelho (via purplebuddhaproject)
Spiraling bone