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“Something there had been, something delicate, wild and far away. But it was shut out behind the doors of yesterday, lost beyond the hills.” ~ Robin pseudonym of Iris Guiver Wilkinson Hyde  

“Something there had been, something delicate, wild and far away. But it was shut out behind the doors of yesterday, lost beyond the hills.” ~ Robin pseudonym of Iris Guiver Wilkinson Hyde  

“How people’s faces turned slightly upward when they stared at the sea, as if they were straining to see a trace of God or were hearing the silent humming of the universe; she would notice how, at the beach, people’s faces became soft and wistful,

“How people’s faces turned slightly upward when they stared at the sea, as if they were straining to see a trace of God or were hearing the silent humming of the universe; she would notice how, at the beach, people’s faces became soft and wistful,

XVII (Thinking, Tangling Shadows…)Thinking, tangling shadows in the deep solitude.You are far away too, oh farther than anyone.Thinking, freeing birds, dissolving images,burying lamps.Belfry of fogs, how far away, up there!Stifling laments, milling

XVII (Thinking, Tangling Shadows…)Thinking, tangling shadows in the deep solitude.You are far away too, oh farther than anyone.Thinking, freeing birds, dissolving images,burying lamps.Belfry of fogs, how far away, up there!Stifling laments, milling

“to love life, to love it evenwhen you have no stomach for itand everything you’ve held dearcrumbles like burnt paper in your hands,your throat filled with the silt of it.When grief sits with you, its tropical heatthickening the air, heavy as

“to love life, to love it evenwhen you have no stomach for itand everything you’ve held dearcrumbles like burnt paper in your hands,your throat filled with the silt of it.When grief sits with you, its tropical heatthickening the air, heavy as

“A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself-and especially to feel, or not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at any moment is fine with them. That’s what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is.”

“A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself-and especially to feel, or not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at any moment is fine with them. That’s what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is.”

“Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don’t resist them; that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.”    ~ Lao Tzu

“Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don’t resist them; that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.”    ~ Lao Tzu

“You couldn’t relive your life, skipping the awful parts, without losing what made it worthwhile.  You had to accept it as a whole–like the world, or the person you loved.”  ~ Stewart O'Nan, The Odds: A Love Story          

“You couldn’t relive your life, skipping the awful parts, without losing what made it worthwhile.  You had to accept it as a whole–like the world, or the person you loved.”  ~ Stewart O'Nan, The Odds: A Love Story          

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