concept: me, eating strawberries and peaches on a hillside where i am far from everything i know

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concept: me, eating strawberries and peaches on a hillside where i am far from everything i know
“It was a privilege to love you, and it was a privilege to let you go. Both helped shape me into the person I have become.”
— Beau Taplin (via perrfectly)
“She is perpetually associated in my mind with flowers—a flower herself,—”
— Emily Ford, referring to Emily Dickinson, quoted in the preface of “Selected Letters of Emily Dickinson,”
Claude Monet - Mill at Limetz.
“…how I love your handwriting, that running shadow of your voice…”
— Vladimir Nabokov, in a letter to his wife Véra (1937), Letters to Véra
nothing can come between me and my highly romanticized skincare routine
“So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.”
— Jorge Luis Borges, After a While “translated by Veronica A. Shofstall" (via goodreadss)