"One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words."

-Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Guess what I was doing before you woke up? I was looking at you and you didn’t even know.
by Michael

rita photographed by stockholm street style
Late have I loved you,
O Beauty so ancient and so new,
late have I loved you!
You were within me, but I was outside,
and it was there that I searched for you.
In my unloveliness I plunged into the lovely things which you created.
You were with me, but I was not with you.
Created things kept me from you;
yet if they had not been in you they would not have been at all.
You called, you shouted, and you broke through my deafness.
You flashed, you shone, and you dispelled my blindness.
You breathed your fragrance on me;
I drew in breath and now I pant for you.
I have tasted you, now I hunger and thirst for more.
You touched me, and I burned for your peace.
by St. Augustine

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"I’ve been in New York for four years, but I feel like my roots are growing very slowly. I’m very shy. I have trouble initiating conversations. I always joke that I look like Fonzie and feel like Richie Cunningham."

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If my decomposing carcass helps nourish the roots of a juniper tree or the wings of a vulture—that is immortality enough for me. And as much as anyone deserves.
by Edward Abbey

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