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halfdaymoon · 1 year
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There is solace
to be had even if not
in the diminishment
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but at least in learning newer ways of carrying it more easily, lightly.
- Trivarna Hariharan (from another piece on grief)
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halfdaymoon · 1 year
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"Art is only a substitute as long as the beauty of life is deficient. It will disappear in proportion as life gains an equilibrium."
-Piet Mondrian
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halfdaymoon · 1 year
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"그것이 고통받는다면 그것이 아름다운들 무슨 소용이 있겠는가" - 김범
"If it is suffering, what use could it be being beautiful?" - Kim Beom
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halfdaymoon · 1 year
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"Nature holds the beautiful, for the artist who has the insight to extract it. Thus, beauty lies even in humble, perhaps ugly things, and the ideal, which bypasses or improves on nature, may not be truly beautiful in the end."
- Albrecht Dürer
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halfdaymoon · 1 year
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You can't recall if you were in love then, or if you were just a child in sunlight, or if there's really a difference between those two things.
- How to Prepare and Eat a Pomegranate by H. B
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halfdaymoon · 1 year
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halfdaymoon · 1 year
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Sometimes, I cry so hard I can feel it in my ribs. / I feel like the real me is backed into a corner inside me
— Ama Asantewa Diaka, from "Saturday Evening WhatsApp Message," Woman, Eat Me Whole
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halfdaymoon · 1 year
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The rest of my room is bookshelves. I hoard books. They are people who do not leave.
-Anne Sexton, A Self-Potrait in Letters
میرے کمرے کو سجانے کی تمنا ہے تمہیں
میرے کمرے میں کتابوں کے سوا کچھ بھی نہیں
{You have the desire to decorate my room/ But there is nothing in my room except for my books.}
-Jaun Elia (رمز)
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halfdaymoon · 2 years
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Margaret Atwood, from The Blind Assassin  
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halfdaymoon · 2 years
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halfdaymoon · 2 years
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“She has gone over to the other side but she cannot say of what. The life behind her is made up of disjointed images. She feels nowhere, “inside” nothing except knowledge and literature.”
— Annie Ernaux, The Years (tr. Alison L. Strayer)
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halfdaymoon · 2 years
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“The Singular Speculation of the House Agent,” in The Club of Queer Trades by G.K. Chesterton
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halfdaymoon · 2 years
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halfdaymoon · 2 years
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Quran 29:64
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halfdaymoon · 2 years
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Sabr isn't easy, sabr is tears, sabr is feeling alone, sabr is swallowing insults, sabr is smiles covering tears, sabr is crying for the response of Allah. "Behold, I am near." (2:186)
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halfdaymoon · 2 years
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Amy Hempel, "Cloudland", Sing to It
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