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“Unconsciously we all have a standard by which we measure other men, and if we...”
– Mark Twain
May 30th
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Rumi, "Silkworms"
The hurt you embrace becomes joy. Call it to your arms where it can change. A silkworm eating leaves makes a cocoon. Each of us weaves a chamber of leaves and sticks. Silkworms begin to truly exist as they disappear inside that room. Without legs, we fly. When I stop speaking, this poem will close, and open its silent wings.
May 30th
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“I’m not fascinated by people who smile all the time. What I find interesting is...”
– Unknown
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“I want to take back at least half of the “I love you”s, because I didn’t mean...”
– David Levithan (The Lover’s Dictionary)
May 27th
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“We are dying from overthinking. We are slowly killing ourselves by thinking...”
– Anthony Hopkins
May 27th
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My God, It's Full of Stars
(by Tracy K. Smith)       1.    We like to think of it as parallel to what we know, Only bigger. One man against the authorities. Or one man against a city of zombies. One man   Who is not, in fact, a man, sent to understand The caravan of men now chasing him like red ants Let loose down the pants of America. Man on the run.   Man with a ship to catch, a payload to drop, This message going out...
May 27th
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“It’s easy to rip an unsewn stitch Or tear the thread of an untold tale—...”
– Unknown author, from “Wulf and Eadwacer”, in The Exeter Book, trans. Craig Williamson
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“She died in my arms, saying “I don’t want to die.” That is what death is like....”
– Jonathan Safran Foer
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“[Inside the coats in the window, all the pockets are empty. She is dreaming into...”
– Aimee Bender, from “Winter” 
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“It had never occurred to me that our lives, which had been so closely...”
– Kazuo Ishiguro (Never Let Me Go)
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“Every book has a soul, the soul of the person who wrote it and the soul of those...”
– Carlos Ruiz Zafon (The Angel’s Game)
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“I have immortal longings in me.”
– William Shakespeare
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kairosclerosis
n. the moment you realize that you’re currently happy—consciously trying to savor the feeling—which prompts your intellect to identify it, pick it apart and put it in context, where it will slowly dissolve until it’s little more than an aftertaste.
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“The breaking of a wave cannot explain the whole sea.”
– Vladimir Nabokov 
May 8th
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“There must be more to life than having everything!”
– Maurice Sendak (1928 - 05/08/2012)
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“Why aren’t you in school? I see you every day wandering around.” “Oh, they...”
– Ray Bradbury
May 7th
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