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Paul Valéry, from a poem featured in The Idea of Perfection; The Poetry and Prose of Paul Valéry

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" 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑤𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑠𝑘𝑦 "

- 𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑎 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑘

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“Early summer evenings, (…) everything blooming, that darkening in the trees before the sky goes dark: the sweetness of the lilacs and the grass smell…”

— Marie Howe, from Rochester, New York, July 1989 in “What The Living Do: Poems”

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nana jacqueline

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“Bees blew like cake-crumbs through the golden air, white butterflies like sugared wafers, and when it wasn’t raining a diamond dust took over which veiled and yet magnified all things”

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Laurie Lee ~ Cider With Rosie

Born 26th June 1914 

(via milkcrumb)

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i don’t want to forget the times when everything feels like a lullaby

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“I would listen to a waterfall there under the vault of a hydrangea. It was a small one and its song was soft, the gentle song of water.”

— Jaroslav Seifert, from The Poetry of Jaroslav Seifert; “Four Small Windows”

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“June was white. I see the fields white with daisies,”

— Virginia Woolf, from The Complete Works; “The Waves,” c. 1931 (via violentwavesofemotion)

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*sits and listens to the rain*

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I require lots of softness and peace.

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“The most beautiful thing you can be is yourself.” — Barbie: Mariposa (2008)

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Zinaida Nikolaevna Gippius, from "Memoirs of Martynov" in Selected Works

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chantecaille bebe camellia and lavender balm

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だって身体が離れても心は今もすぐ側に感じる。

Because I feel your heart so close to me now, even though our bodies are apart.

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…this softness, this softness of a flower at night—

– Anita Desai, from “Studies in the Park,” Games at Twilight and Other Stories (Penguin, 1982)

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I wish to fall asleep in a rose that sings lullabies