my dear, how lovely it is

to be known and cherished and loved

[mynotsopinklife]

(literature girl summer) we're back to finishing a book in two days

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Glennon Doyle, Untamed

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Louise Glück, from “Otis”, Poems 1962 - 2012

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Mary Oliver, from “Hum Hum”, A Thousand Mornings

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Joy Sullivan, “In This New Life”, Instructions for Traveling West

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Joy Sullivan, from "Howl", Instructions for Traveling West

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btw I am doing it afraid

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btw ​I did it afraid and was rewarded beautifully

[mournfulroses]

Martha Gellhorn, from a letter to David Gurewitsch featured in The Selected Letters of Martha Gellhorn

[odraziduse]

― Talk, Hozier

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[lone-nyctophile]

There is no greater innocence than our gentle sin.

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source: pinterest

[shisasan]

2 April, 1937 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

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“One hand I extend into myself, the other toward others.” ― Dejan Stojanović, The Shape

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“…There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover’s whisper, irresistible—magic to make the sanest man go mad.”

― Homer, The Iliad

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"Let me sit in a flowerpot, The spiders won't notice. My heart is a stopped geranium."

Who, Sylvia Plath

[mournfulroses]

Connie Wanek, from On Speaking Terms; Poems; "Confessional Poem,"

[strokeofserenity]

Alden Nowlan

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Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting.

Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance

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Hearts are made to be broken.

Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

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– via poetrynyx on Instagram | Stalker