Thus we sit, loving the world | Lines from Mary Oliver

Thus we sit, myself thinking how grateful I am for the moon’s perfect beauty and also, oh! how rich it is to love the world. From “The Sweetness of Dogs” in Dog Songs: Thirty-Five Dog Songs and One Essay by Mary Oliver Highway to the Moon, by Aaron J. Groen

If you ask me what I came to do in this world-

“If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud.” ― Émile Zola

Love at First Sight, by Wislawa Szymborska

Love at First Sight They’re both convinced that a sudden passion joined them. Such certainty is more beautiful, but uncertainty is more beautiful still. Since they’d never met before, they’re sure that there’d been nothing between them. But what’s the word from the streets, staircases, hallways– perhaps they’ve passed by each other a million times? … Continue reading

It is marvellous to wake up together, by Elizabeth Bishop

It is marvellous to wake up together At the same minute; marvellous to hear The rain begin suddenly all over the roof, To feel the air suddenly clear As if electricity had passed through it From a black mesh of wires in the sky. All over the roof the rain hisses, And below, the light … Continue reading

A Woman Walking Within Me

No one has read my tea leaves without divining you’re my love, nor studied the lines of my palm and not discerned four letters of your name, everything can be denied except the fragrance of the one we love, everything can be concealed except a woman’s footsteps moving within us, everything can be debated except … Continue reading

Everything Was Love

Amo amas amat amamus amatis amant amavi amavisti amavit amavimus amavistis amaverunt amavero amaveris amaverit Everything was love. Everything will be love. Everything has been love. Everything would be love. Everything would have been love. Ah, that was it, the truth at last. Everything would have been love. The huge eye, which had become an … Continue reading

The Revenge of Tippi Hedren, Alfred Hitchcock’s Muse – NYTimes.com

The Revenge of Alfred Hitchcock’s Muse By ANDREW GOLDMAN Published: October 5, 2012 1 Comment The new HBO movie “The Girl” depicts your relationship with Alfred Hitchcock, who, after giving you your first movie role in “The Birds,” plants an unwanted kiss on you, tries to blackmail you for sex and stalks you. Why would … Continue reading

“come closer to me, come closer, I promise you, it will be beautiful.” ~ an Anaïs Nin love-scented letter | Rebelle Society

Dear Henry, {…} “You destroy and you suffer… I often see how you sob over what you destroy, how you want to stop and just worship; and you do stop, and then a moment later you are at it again with a knife, like a surgeon. In some strange way I am not with you, … Continue reading

I can’t really remember the days.

I can’t really remember the days. The light of the sun blurred and annihilated all color. But the nights, I remember them. The blue was more distant than the sky, beyond all depths, covering the bounds of the world. The sky, for me, was the stretch of pure brilliance crossing the blue, that cold coalescence … Continue reading

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