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Ofelia by Ernest Hébert, c. 1910 (details)

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Green light, Thu Berchs

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Natale Schiavoni 

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a little larger than the entire universe - fernando pessoa // hafsa qasim // rosewater1997 // iphigenia in forest hills - janet malcolm // img // genesis 3:6

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By Ziqian Wang For T Magazine China March 2021

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By Ziqian Wang For T Magazine China March 2021

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due to personal reasons I will need to own a library filled with, at least, all of the books and it will have a secret door that leads to even more books. please respect my wishes at this time

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Serena Motola By Akira Shimazu For The Wow Magazine March 2021

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the song of achilles, madeline miller / strangers - the kinks / margaret atwood, from power politics: poems / mary oliver, from west wind

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“The casket is wide enough for us both. I doubt your sadness. You are still standing on your feet, elegant, and I, sadly enough, have no plans to die before you.”

— Iman Mersal, excerpt of “Oranges”, in “These Are Not Oranges, My Love”, trans. by Khaled Mattawa

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              as language break-down. love as very first creation myth:

              in the beginning, there was love, and love, and               love, and—

— Zara Williams, from “On Love,” We Begin in the Dark

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“no do not mistake this myth for love— that is a different kind of burning”

— Sandra Cisneros, from “Valparaiso,” My Wicked Wicked Ways

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“I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love.”

— Kuba Wojewodzki 

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Isn’t it good, god, to hold a miracle

between your teeth & bite as hard

as your kindness allows—

— Natalie Wee, from “Blue Moon,” Our Bodies & Other Fine Machines

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The Dying Saint Sebastian (Detail), 1789. by François-Xavier Fabre (1766-1837)

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