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  • #1
    Sylvia Plath
    “let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #2
    Neil Gaiman
    “Stories may well be lies, but they are good lies that say true things, and which can sometimes pay the rent.”
    Neil Gaiman

  • #3
    Ursula K. Le Guin
    “A writer is a person who cares what words mean, what they say, how they say it. Writers know words are their way towards truth and freedom, and so they use them with care, with thought, with fear, with delight. By using words well they strengthen their souls. Story-tellers and poets spend their lives learning that skill and art of using words well. And their words make the souls of their readers stronger, brighter, deeper.”
    Ursula K. Le Guin

  • #4
    Leonard Cohen
    “Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.”
    Leonard Cohen

  • #5
    “I read the way a person might swim, to save his or her life. I wrote that way too.”
    Mary Oliver, Wild Geese

  • #6
    “He is exactly the poem I wanted to write.”
    Mary Oliver White Heron Rises Over Blackwater

  • #8
    “Instructions for living a life.
    Pay attention.
    Be astonished.
    Tell about it.”
    Mary Oliver

  • #9
    “You can have the other words-chance, luck, coincidence, serendipity. I'll take grace. I don't know what it is exactly, but I'll take it. ”
    Mary Oliver

  • #10
    “The most regretful people on earth are those who felt the call to creative work, who felt their own creative power restive and uprising, and gave to it neither power nor time.”
    Mary Oliver

  • #11
    “The Uses Of Sorrow

    (In my sleep I dreamed this poem)

    Someone I loved once gave me
    a box full of darkness.

    It took me years to understand
    that this, too, was a gift.”
    Mary Oliver, Thirst

  • #12
    “I know many lives worth living.”
    Mary Oliver

  • #13
    “it is a serious thing // just to be alive / on this fresh morning / in this broken world.”
    Mary Oliver, Red Bird

  • #14
    “I Go Down To The Shore

    I go down to the shore in the morning
    and depending on the hour the waves
    are rolling in or moving out,
    and I say, oh, I am miserable,
    what shall—
    what should I do? And the sea says
    in its lovely voice:
    Excuse me, I have work to do.”
    Mary Oliver, A Thousand Mornings: Poems

  • #15
    “Emerson, I am trying to live, as you said we must, the examined life. But there are days I wish there was less in my head to examine, not to speak of the busy heart.”
    Mary Oliver, Red Bird

  • #16
    Henry James
    “There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea.”
    Henry James, The Portrait of a Lady
    tags: tea

  • #17
    Henry James
    “Try to be one of those on whom nothing is lost.”
    Henry James, The art of fiction

  • #18
    Ernest Hemingway
    “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
    Ernest Hemingway

  • #19
    Anaïs Nin
    “I sleep with my feet on moss carpets, my branches in the cotton of the clouds.”
    Anaïs Nin, Under a Glass Bell

  • #20
    Anaïs Nin
    “We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.”
    Anais Nin

  • #21
    Anaïs Nin
    “Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.”
    Anais Nin

  • #22
    Anaïs Nin
    “There were always in me, two women at least, one woman desperate and bewildered, who felt she was drowning and another who would leap into a scene, as upon a stage, conceal her true emotions because they were weaknesses, helplessness, despair, and present to the world only a smile, an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest.”
    Anais Nin

  • #23
    Anaïs Nin
    “Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.”
    Anais Nin

  • #24
    Anaïs Nin
    “The role of a writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say.”
    Anais Nin

  • #25
    Ralph Waldo Emerson
    “Make your own Bible. Select and collect all the words and sentences that in all your readings have been to you like the blast of a trumpet.”
    Ralph Waldo Emerson

  • #26
    Susan Lendroth
    “Ever poised on that cusp between past and future, we tie memories to souvenirs like string to trees along life’s path, marking the trail in case we lose ourselves around a bend of tomorrow’s road.”
    Susan Lendroth

  • #27
    Alain de Botton
    “A dominant impulse on encountering beauty is to wish to hold on to it, to possess it and give it weight in one’s life. There is an urge to say, ‘I was here, I saw this and it mattered to me.”
    Alain de Botton, The Art of Travel

  • #28
    Alain de Botton
    “See how small your are next to the mountains. Accept what is bigger that you and what you do not understand. The world may appear illogical to you, but it does not follow that it is illogical per se. Our life is not the measure of all things: consider sublime places a reminder of human insignificance and frailty.”
    Alain de Botton, The Art of Travel

  • #29
    Alain de Botton
    “Journeys are the midwives of thought. Few places are more conducive to internal conversations than a moving plane, ship or train. There is an almost quaint correlation between what is in front of our eyes and the thoughts we are able to have in our heads: large thoughts at times requiring large views, new thoughts new places. Introspective reflections which are liable to stall are helped along by the flow of the landscape. The mind may be reluctant to think properly when thinking is all it is supposed to do.

    At the end of hours of train-dreaming, we may feel we have been returned to ourselves - that is, brought back into contact with emotions and ideas of importance to us. It is not necessarily at home that we best encounter our true selves. The furniture insists that we cannot change because it does not; the domestice setting keeps us tethered to the person we are in ordinary life, but who may not be who we essentially are.

    If we find poetry in the service station and motel, if we are drawn to the airport or train carriage, it is perhaps because, in spite of their architectural compromises and discomforts, in spite of their garish colours and harsh lighting, we implicitly feel that these isolated places offer us a material setting for an alternative to the selfish ease, the habits and confinement of the ordinary, rooted world.”
    Alain de Botton, The Art of Travel

  • #30
    T.S. Eliot
    “These fragments I have shored against my ruins”
    T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land and Other Poems

  • #31
    Milan Kundera
    “There is no perfection only life”
    Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being



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