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“And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.”
― The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
― The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
“The most important decision we make is whether we believe we live in a friendly or hostile universe.”
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“You are not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean in a drop.”
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“Lovers who only pursue the joys of visible flesh have never succeeded in becoming united, nor in loving each other. When they lie side by side in their beds, they are nevertheless far apart, separated by an impassable thread of air, by the sword of forgetfulness; because they will never dream the same dream. Each of them pursues his solitary road, without his companion. Only when lovers are capable of dreaming the same dream are they truly Lovers. When they love one another in their dreams.”
― Nos Book of the Resurrection
― Nos Book of the Resurrection
“I hurried out to the pond to catch polywogs in a jar. I leaned on my elbow and looked up close at the little frogs that climbed up on the sun-baked rocks.
"Caw, caw!" A huge black crow circled above me in the air and landed on a rock nearby. We looked at each other in silence.
"Crow, are you a boy or a girl?"
"Caw, caw!"
I laughed and rolled over on my back. The sky was crayon blue. I pretended I was lying on the white cotton clouds. The earth was damp against my back. The sun was hot, the breeze was cool. I felt happy. Nature held me close and seemed to find no fault with me.”
― Stone Butch Blues
"Caw, caw!" A huge black crow circled above me in the air and landed on a rock nearby. We looked at each other in silence.
"Crow, are you a boy or a girl?"
"Caw, caw!"
I laughed and rolled over on my back. The sky was crayon blue. I pretended I was lying on the white cotton clouds. The earth was damp against my back. The sun was hot, the breeze was cool. I felt happy. Nature held me close and seemed to find no fault with me.”
― Stone Butch Blues
Stephen Samuel’s 2024 Year in Books
Take a look at Stephen Samuel’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
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Art, Classics, Comics, Contemporary, Ebooks, Fantasy, Fiction, Gay and Lesbian, Graphic novels, Horror, Humor and Comedy, Manga, Music, Mystery, Non-fiction, Paranormal, Philosophy, Poetry, Psychology, Religion, Romance, Science, Science fiction, Self help, Suspense, Spirituality, Thriller, Travel, and Young-adult
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