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22 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ books, poetry, and art 🪷📖🦋🐌🐞🦦🎀 🌘

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monarch butterfly

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one hundred years of solitude

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always grieving what could have been

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as an introvert i love that every time i read a book it’s just one more thing to talk about

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sometimes the worst place you can be is your own head

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I know someone who kisses the way a flower opens, but more rapidly. Flowers are sweet. They have short, beatific lives. They offer much pleasure. There is nothing in the world that can be said against them. Sad, isn't it, that all they can kiss is the air. Yes, yes! We are the lucky ones.

Mary Oliver, Felicity: Poems

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- Wuthering Hights by Emily Bronte

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from devotions by Mary Oliver

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“Can’t repeat the past? Why of course you can!”

- Jay Gatsby

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‘however gold he shines do not forget his fire’

- Circe, Madeline Miller

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sometimes i long to disappear, to become one with the the trees, with the rivers, with the stars.

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“My crime was feeling everything too deeply, my punishment was surviving it.”

— Fyodor Dostoevsky

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we should be well prepared by Mary Oliver

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from Devotions by Mary Oliver