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“I would describe myself
like a landscape I've studied
at length, in detail;
like a word I'm coming to understand;
like a pitcher I pour from at mealtime;
like my mother's face;
like a ship that carried me
when the waters raged.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke

“Ridiculous the waste sad time
Stretching before and after”
― T.S. Eliot

“You created every part of me;
you put me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because you are to be feared;
all you do is strange and wonderful.
I know it with all my heart.
When my bones were being formed,
carefully put together in my mother’s womb,
when I was growing there in secret,
you knew that I was there—
you saw me before I was born.”
― Psalm 139

“There are no more books to be written, thank God.”
― Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer