May 2013
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April 2013
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Still I rise
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I’ll rise. Did you want...
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March 2013
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Live on coffee and flowers.
Try not to worry what the weather will be.
– Matt Berninger (via seabois)
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Once I spoke the language of the flowers. Once I understood each word the...
– Shel Silverstein (via oofpoetry)
It’s a most distressing affliction to have a sentimental heart and a skeptical...
– Naguib Mahfouz (via oofpoetry)
In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived,...
– Buddhist proverb (via poe-trees)
February 2013
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Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
I am large, I...
– Walt Whitman (via thehaleemdream)
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January 2013
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There are no islands. Drain away the sea of mistrust, and we all live on...
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We Wear the Mask
We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,— This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be overwise, In counting all our tears and sighs? Nay, let them only see us, while We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries To thee from tortured souls arise. We...
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Where the Sidewalk Ends
There is a place where the sidewalk ends And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon-bird rests from his flight To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow We shall walk with a walk that is...
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since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will...
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Do not be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is an experiment....
– Ralph Waldo Emerson (via plutot-la-vie)
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The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves & not...
– Thomas Merton (via davidrclark)
December 2012
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The world is a dangerous place to live; not because of the people who are evil,...
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I love being in cities with lots of other people, because I’m reminded that...
– John Green (via seabois)
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To succeed is to laugh often and much, to win the respect of intelligent people...
– Ralph Waldo Emerson (via theworldismadeofwords)
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ofvines:
there are poems sculpted under your ribs that i cannot touch.
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