January 2011
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How simple it is to see that we can only be happy now, and that there will never...
– Gerald Jampolosky
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As I Grew Older
It was a long time ago. I have almost forgotten my dream. But it was there then, In front of me, Bright like a sun— My dream. And then the wall rose, Rose slowly, Slowly, Between me and my dream. Rose until it touched the sky— The wall. Shadow. I am black. I lie down in the shadow. No longer the light of my dream before me, Above me. Only the thick wall. Only the shadow. My...
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Let your judgments have their own quiet, undisturbed development, which must,...
– Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
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Do you feel like a remnant of something that’s past
Do you find things...
– nick drake