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It's raining, but the air is soft, smoky, warm. Big drops patter on the languid leaves, the tobacco flowers lean over. I do not want anything I could not have. Peace, solitude, time to write my books, beautiful external life to watch and ponder-no more.

Katherine Mansfield, from a diary entry featured in The Journal of Katherine Mansfield 1914-1922

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What I have to say is as fragile as snow, but as strong as the deluge. Shall I have the voice of tomorrow? Shall it be the power of my feelings which will inundate and water the cement and concrete cities of tomorrow with the necessary fecundating water, amniotic fluid, the fluid of tears, the fluid notes of feeling?

Anaïs Nin, in a diary entry written c. January 1943 featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1939–1944

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recently i’ve been in the mood to change my life. I won’t be doing anything to achieve that goal but i’ll be thinking about it extensively which is the same thing

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from the archives: paris couture SS18 photographed by autumn de wilde via rodarte

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And yet I love this quiet clouded day. I love this settled stillness, and this feeling that, at any moment, down may come the rain. Should you say wasted? No, not really. Something is gathered. This quiet time brings one nearer.

Katherine Mansfield, from a diary entry featured in The Journal of Katherine Mansfield 1914-1922

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She was a little paper doll, a ballerina in fluffy tulle and ribbons.

Hans Christian Andersen, The Steadfast Tin Soldier

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they should invent a me that feels motivated to do things

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The princess's skin was fine and delicate, and a pair of steadfast, blue-black eyes smiled behind her long, dark eyelashes.

Hans Christian Andersen, from The Little Mermaid

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With a sigh, you turn away With a deepening heart, No more words to say You will find that the world has changed forever. And the trees are now Turning from green to gold And the sun is now fading I wish I could hold you closer.

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I shall live on dreams because reality is too cruel for me. I think I shall be the kind of person that nobody understands,

Anaïs Nin, Linotte: The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1914-1920

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hiya! how do you make your typography posts? <333 🥺

Hi, I either use photoshop or photopea.

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i love it when a new month begins and the tumblr girlies start posting poem excerpts about current month

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She sighed, she snored, not that she was asleep, only drowsy and heavy, drowsy and heavy, like a field of clover in the sunshine this June day, with the bees going round and about and the yellow butterflies.

Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway

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What is your favourite part of your day??

going back to bed

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sometimes when i go for a walk i look at the sky and realize that i really love earth & nature like i just get this really nice feel. i love it

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You are too generous to trifle with me. I believe you spoke with my aunt last night, and it has taught me to hope as I had scarcely allowed myself before. PRIDE AND PREJUDICE 2005 | dir. Joe Wright