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“I feel very small. I don't understand. I have so much courage, fire, energy, for many things, yet I get so hurt, so wounded by small things.”

Anaïs Nin, from nearer the moon: the previously unpublished unexpurgated diary,1937-1939

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“I have died for the smallest things. Nothing washes off”

Angela Jackson, from "The Love of Travelers," And All These Roads Be Luminous: Poems Selected and New

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Virginia Woolf's cat, Sappho, sleeping in the sunshine, c. 1947

from the Monk's House photograph album (Houghton Library, Harvard University)

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this ask polly comment..

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

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Andrea Gibson, Birthday

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Ellen Bass, "The Thing Is"

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“Military occupations have always seemed irreversible, until in fact they are reversed, but it always takes the effort of the colonized to roll back what the colonizers have done. Occupations never ended voluntarily, or just because the more powerful nation wanted it, and have certainly never been the result of a one-sided negotiated settlement initiated and controlled by the dominant power.”

— Edward Said, “Bitter Truths About Gaza”, Peace and Its Discontents (1996)

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Cats at the Temple of Philae, Egypt

Source: CatsWithJobs Reddit

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something so intimate about handmade stuff, handmade bread, handmade presents, or handwritten letters, in general intimacy and tenderness are stored in hands, in holding hands and playing with each other's fingers, warming each other's hands...

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