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My religion is nature. That’s what arouses those feelings of wonder and mysticism and gratitude in me

Oliver Sacks (via thedruidsteaparty)

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July 6 2014
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It’s being here now that’s important. There’s no past and there’s no future. Time is a very misleading thing. All there is ever, is the now. We can gain experience from the past, but we can’t relive it; and we can hope for the future, but we don’t know if there is one.

— George Harrison (via quotes-shape-us)

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June 28 2014
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In early June the world of leaf and blade and flowers explodes, and every sunset is different.

The Winter of Our Discontent by John Steinbeck  (via saltwatertherapy)

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June 3 2014
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Real travel is not about the highlights with which you dazzle your friends once you’re home. It’s about the loneliness, the solitude, the evenings spent by yourself, pining to be somewhere else. Those are the moments of true value. You feel half proud of them and half ashamed and you hold them to your heart.

Tahir Shah, In Arabian Nights: A Caravan of Moroccan Dreams (via dayzea)

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May 31 2014
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Listen: I am ideally happy. My happiness is a kind of challenge. As I wander along the streets and the squares and the paths by the canal, absently sensing the lips of dampness through my worn soles, I carry proudly my ineffable happiness. The centuries will roll by, and schoolboys will yawn over the history of our upheavals; everything will pass, but my happiness, dear, my happiness will remain, in the moist reflection of a streetlamp, in the cautious bend of stone steps that descend into the canal’s black waters, in the smiles of a dancing couple, in everything with which God so generously surrounds human lonliness.

— Vladimir Nabokov, A Letter That Never Reached Russia

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April 21 2014
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In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.

— Margaret Atwood

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April 13 2014
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March 15 2014
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I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It’s when you know you’re licked before you begin but you begin anyway and you see it through no matter what. You rarely win, but sometimes you do.

To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee


10:42 pm     160 notes
March 12 2014
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strandbooks:

More from Mystery and Manners by Flannery O’Connor, page 78.

strandbooks:

More from Mystery and Manners by Flannery O’Connor, page 78.

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March 10 2014
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That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coalbins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain.

— Ray Bradbury, The October Country

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March 10 2014
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