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Whopla didn't even properly start and there's already a banger: But it's beautiful here, even the ghosts agree"

Lesgo, I already know this is gonna hit and break me to pieces and heal me and throw me against a rock and what it, but I am READY

"It is not our duty to forgive"

"Comes back with a rabbit. She hasn't killed it-I can hear it singing from her mouth.
The day, the
old day .
The day was new, why
is it
old."

Forgot to write down a lot of progress and quotes but this book is sickkkkkkk. Ik ga hier zo goed op

"Leave me,
I'll hear about it,
Don't you see
it. Move on. There's
More.
More,
More, more"
(...)
These pigs are half dead, they're stumbling around, blind, maf, and fucking hopeful.

I'm on the edge of my seat here, incredible tension arc

I'm not sorry. I feel sorry and pleased. Go to touch him but we're just animals too, and I see that he might bite.

" Well tell them." I point at the sky. "Tell them you're their friend."
"i'm not their friend. I m'l their predator. I'm their prey. They're hunting me back "

Chillingggg

"Turn around and I'll
stick it
in. Your
feet are fucking
ancient"

Imagine even coming up with the idea that animals would talk like this???? Incredible writing istg

Omg omg omg this is getting INSANELY good

My god the build up to this point was slow but so good and then NOW??? just a couple of phrases in and I'm absolutely hooked

I have every intention to love this

I'm slowly coming to a conclusion that I kind of dislike this type of books where it's just "men talking"

I required kindness and sympathy but I did not believe myself utterly unworthy of it.

For thou art with me here upon the banks
Of this fair river; thou my dearest Friend,
My dear, dear Friend; and in thy voice I catch
The language of my former heart, and read
My former pleasures in the shooting lights
Of thy wild eyes.

"The sounding cataract
Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock,
The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood,
Their colours and their forms, were then to me
An appetite; a feeling and a love,
That had no need of a remoter charm,
By thought supplied, nor any interest
Unborrowed from the eye.—That time is past,
And all its aching joys are now no more,
And all its dizzy raptures. "

Makes me want to return to Ireland

note to self

Was Emerson inspired by this line, in his Nature. it reminds me of his transparent eyeball.

"While with an eye made quiet by the power
Of harmony, and the deep power of joy,
We see into the life of things."

"These beauteous forms,
Through a long absence, have not been to me
As is a landscape to a blind man's eye:
But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din
Of towns and cities, I have owed to them,
In hours of weariness, sensations sweet,
Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart;
And passing even into my purer mind
With tranquil restoration:—feelings too
Of unremembered pleasure: "


Oh Wordsworth...