January 2011
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…dismiss whatever insults your own soul; and your very flesh shall be a great...
– Walt Whitman
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WHO WITH A BIT OF SELF RESPECT LIKES THIS PIECE...
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The Wormwood Star by Czeslaw Milosz
When Thomas brought news that the house I was born in no longer exists,
Neither the lane nor the park sloping to the river, nothing,
I had a dream of return. Multicoloured. Joyous. I was able to fly.
And the trees were even higher than in childhood, because they had been growing during all the years since they had been cut...
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They have heard its voice and listened to it, and the river has become holy to...
– Hermann Hesse
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It’s a mystery of human chemistry and I don’t understand it. Some people, as far...
– High Fidelity
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The Kinds of People You Can Date « Thought Catalog →
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