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"…Otherwise they turn up unannounced and surprise us, come hammering on the mind’s door at 4 a.m. of a bad night and demand to know who deserted them, who betrayed them, who is going to make amends. We forget all too soon the things we thought we could never forget. We forget the loves and the betrayals alike, forget what we whispered and what we screamed, forget who we were."
-Joan Didion, Slouching through Bethlehem

"…Otherwise they turn up unannounced and surprise us, come hammering on the mind’s door at 4 a.m. of a bad night and demand to know who deserted them, who betrayed them, who is going to make amends. We forget all too soon the things we thought we could never forget. We forget the loves and the betrayals alike, forget what we whispered and what we screamed, forget who we were."

-Joan Didion, Slouching through Bethlehem

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This song is not even close to getting old for me yet.

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The secret to wax and wane.

The secret to wax and wane.

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Driving through the back roads of West Virginia earlier this week, and I couldn’t get Johnny Denver out of my head. {Radio reminds me of my home far away.}

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Marriage is not
a house or even a tent

it is before that, and colder:

The edge of the forest, the edge
of the desert
the unpainted stairs
at the back where we squat
outside, eating popcorn

where painfully and with wonder
at having survived even
this far

we are learning to make fire.

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— "Habitation" by Margaret Atwood

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nerudacats:


from Love Sonnet XXXIX


Yes, that’s Pablo Neruda + cats.

nerudacats:

from Love Sonnet XXXIX

Yes, that’s Pablo Neruda + cats.

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(Source: lalalaetc, via alexanderchee)

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"What can be said in New Year rhymes,
That’s not been said a thousand times?
The new years come, the old years go,
We know we dream, we dream we know.
We rise up laughing with the light,
We lie down weeping with the night.
We hug the world until it stings,
We curse it then and sigh for wings.
We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
We wreathe our brides, we sheet our dead.
We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
And that’s the burden of the year."

— "The Year" by Ella Wilcox Wheeler

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"Laughing at God" by Regina Spektor for a sad day.

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Which brings to mind Mozart and Amadeus.