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Fernando Pessoa, from The Book of Disquiet

Text ID: Everything in me tends to go on to become something else. My soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps growing and is forever the same. Everything interests me, but nothing holds me. I attend to everything, dreaming all the while…

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Hieu Minh Nguyen, from “Staying Quiet"

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January 1902, Aleksandr Blok (1880-1921), Selected Poems

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6th of January - reblog is ok, don’t repost/use

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“…𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝-𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬. 𝐎𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝.“

-𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐝 𝐅𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐭

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it’s never too late to do better

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“i am your half”

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On the set of Romeo and Juliet.

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Tony Hoagland, from "Don’t Tell Anyone"

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I am half agony, half hope.

-Jane Austen, Persuasion

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“I have been deceiving myself for a long time.”

-Anton Chekhov, “The Lady and the Dog”

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William Rimmer (1816-1879), Evening, The Fall of Day - 1869-70

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Joanna Klink, from “Night Sky”, The Nightfields

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