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The casual intimacy of showing someone you love an unfinished work of art, the underlying message saying, I trust you with my unpolished heart.

~ unknown

#light acadamia aesthetic #classic literature #dark academia #quotes #poem #aesthetic #art #artists on tumblr

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“It is only in the body of a person whom we have loved deeply for a long time that we don’t perceive the passing of time, and that growing old with that person is a way of never growing old. Seeing someone from day to day has a slow, compassionate rhythm. The people who live at our side always exist in the most immediate time: yesterday, today, tomorrow; and we can’t see this shrunken distances; we don’t see the effects of the passing years. I realize that my wife has aged only when I see old photographs. And not even then, because they were taken in surroundings so different from the present ones and in such ancient clothing that I look at them as if they weren’t of her, as if the portrait represented not my wife but a character similar to her […] Her aging hands, her eyes surrounded wrinkles, and her grey hair don’t surprise or displease me or make me remember the smoothness of her skin and her black hair of a former time. The changes have occurred so slowly and are so intimately tied to my own that neither she nor I has been able to notice them. I think the great miracle of sharing your life is not perceiving the brutal destruction, the annihilation of the body that you love.”

— Josefina Vicens, The Empty Book (trans. David Lauer)

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It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.

-- Vladimir Nabokov

#it was love at first sight

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“A sister is both your mirror and your opposite.” — Elizabeth Fishel

Jo and Amy in LITTLE WOMEN (2019) dir. Greta Gerwig

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If I had three lives, I’d marry you in two.

The other? Perhaps that life over there

at Starbucks, sitting alone, writing — a memoir,

maybe a novel or this poem. No kids, probably,

a small apartment with a view of the river,

and books — lots of books, and time to read.

Friends to laugh with, and a man sometimes,

for a weekend, to remember what skin feels like

when it’s alive. I’d be thinner in that life, vegan,

practice yoga.

I’d go to art films, farmers markets,

drink martinis in swingy skirts and big jewelry.

I’d vacation on the Maine coast and wear a

flannel shirt weekend guy left behind, loving

the smell of sweat and aftershave more than I

did him. I’d walk the beach at sunrise, find

perfect shell spirals and study pockmarks

water makes in sand. And I’d wonder

sometimes

if I’d ever find you.

If I Had Three Lives

After “Melbourne” by the Whitlams

by Sarah Russell

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—Mary Oliver, Entering the kingdom

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Come on, dance with me. The earth is spinning. We just can’t stand on it.

-- Dino Ahmetovic

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One hand I extend into myself, the other toward others.

-- Dejan Stojanovic, The Shape

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Hands are unbearably beautiful. They hold on to things. They let things go.

-- Mary Ruefle

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I think I'd miss you even if we'd never met.

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Any love I made you feel is yours to keep

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...My mother loves me and there is nothing more to say. I love my mother and there is nothing more to say. I pray and pray that I don't become her someday, and there is nothing more to say.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned

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“I know I’ve told this story before, but my abusive ex refused to let me take birth control. I was on the pill until he found them in my purse. I went to the Student Health Center—they were completely unhelpful, choosing to lecture me about the importance of safe sex (recommending condoms) instead of actually listening to my problem. Then I went to Planned Parenthood. The Nurse Practitioner took one look at my fading bruises and stopped the exam. She called in the doctor. The doctor came in and simply asked me: “Are you ready to leave him?” When I denied that I was being abused, she didn’t argue with me. She just asked me what I needed. I said I need a birth control method that my boyfriend couldn’t detect. She recommended a few options and we decided on Depo. When I told her that my boyfriend read my emails and listened to my phone messages and was known to follow me, she suggested to do the Depo injections at off hours when the clinic was normally closed. She made a note in my chart and instructed the front desk never to leave messages for me—instead, she programmed her personal cell phone number into my phone under the name “Nora”. She told me she would call me to schedule my appointments; she wouldn’t leave a message, but I should call her back when I was able to. And that was it. No judgment. No lecture. She walked me to the door and told me to call her day or night if I needed anything. That she lived 5 blocks from campus and would come get me. That I wasn’t alone. That she just wanted me to be safe. I never called her to come to my rescue. But I have no doubt that she would have come if I had called. She kept me on Depo for a year, giving me those monthly injections in secret, helping me prevent a desperately unwanted pregnancy. I cannot thank Planned Parenthood enough for the work they do.”

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Curious Georgiana (via grrrlstudies)

I know I’ve reblogged this before, but it bears re-reblogging (?).  This is how you respond to abuse, this is how you give people control over their bodies/uteruses, this is how you act as a generally non-judgmental and compassionate person.  I love this story so fucking much.

(via coffeewithants)

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Women, they have minds, and they have souls, as well as just hearts. And they’ve got ambition, and they’ve got talent, as well as just beauty. I’m so sick of people saying that love is all a woman is fit for.

— Louisa May Alcott, Little Women

#Women #jo martin #classic literature #quotes #dead poets society #little women

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O October

Season of poetry, of the total daring

Of starting one’s life at every moment anew,

An excerpt from ‘Ode,’ a poem by Czesław Miłosz

#october #dark academia #quotes #literature