— Mary Oliver, Entering the Kingdom
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— Mary Oliver, Entering the Kingdom
i think i do just love nature and that’s my inspiration for my life. and i don’t care to argue about things.
Early summer day in the countryside
I have just three things to teach: simplicity, patience, compassion. These three are your greatest treasures. ~Lao Tzu, (604 BC – 531 BC)
“It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.”
— E.E. Cummings (via aequaliss)
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Think of nothing things, think of wind.
– Truman Capote, from “Shut a Final Door,” The Complete Stories (Vintage, 2005)
good things happen
at a party the other day and honestly was just really not liking one of the men there and he lowkey was rude to his girl and anyway he was telling a story about some horrific injury he got in a dirt bike incident and i just talked over him and said to the girls there “this actually happened to me too but i was fine. seems like a skill issue” and they laughed obviously and he just ignored it anyway will continue to not care about shitty men
within peace there is an endless amount of time
life would be beautiful even if we couldn’t see it. it would still exist. the sun would shine on the ocean and the flowers would bloom and i thought it was beautiful because it meant something but even without eyes the beauty would exist. there’s an infinite amount of things happening behind us. all we see is a tiny fraction and yet that feels overwhelming. a ladybug is red and black because i love them. no? but i get a chance to see them. i get a chance. all this happened for no other reason. why not? why not make beautiful perfect and strange things forever and ever. the earth can’t help it
health, wealth, positive abundance, comes to me, effortlessly
Anaïs Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1939-1947
Lucy Grossmith