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Odysseus Elytis, from The Collected Poems of Odysseus Elytis (2004); “Axion Esti,” (x)
“It is to nature I want to return, it is my nature I want to accept.”
— Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary; 1939-1947
“It seems I’ve stopped speaking with my voice. Part of me fell asleep and just watches.”
— Fernando Pessoa, The Selected Prose of Fernando Pessoa (via pavellaning)
Mila Stepanova
“June was white. I see the fields white with daisies, and white with dresses; and tennis courts marked with white. Then there was wind and violent thunder. There was a star riding through clouds one night, and I said to the star, “Consume me". That was at midsummer.”
— Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via berthemorisot)
Feelings are just visitors, let them come and go.
Mooji
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Well, I know now. I know a little more how much a simple thing like a snowfall can mean to a person.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via wordsnquotes)
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pencere arkası çiçeği by kedici on Flickr.
Lilac and star and bird twined with the chant of my soul, There in the fragrant pines and the cedars dusk and dim.
Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass (via occasional-wolf-on-caffeine)
meet me in paradise ₊˚.༄
“Cover me with soft Earth.. jasmine, lilies and myrtle; and when they grow above me.. they will breathe the fragrance of my Heart into space.”
— Kahlil Gibran
Heaven-invading hills are drowned
In wide moving waves of mist,
Phlox before my door are wound
In dripping wreaths of amethyst.
-Sara Teasdale, White Fog
“The scent of blossom, morning sweetness, heavenly felicity.”
— Nikos Kazantzakis, tr. by Carl Wildman, from “Zorba the Greek,” wr. c. 1946
On the evening breeze, a lullaby, low and sweet // Part 1
foggy beach days are the best beach days ☁️
“I came from the sea and to the sea / I would return, to be immersed in her story, / ever lost and everlasting.”
— Nina Cassian, from Life Sentence; “Evolution” (via seaymphea)
“She was intelligent, and intelligent women mixed literature and poetry with love,”
— Anaïs Nin, from “Delta Of Venus,” originally published c. August 1977
