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Clarice Lispector, from a letter to Fernando Sabino featured in Why This World: A Biography of Clarice Lispector
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Edgar Allan Poe, from Tamerlane & Other Poems of E. A. P.; “The Sleeper,”
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Illustrations from Undine by Arthur Rackham (1909)
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Alexander-Jean Dubois-Dragonet, Nude Woman (1831) — detail
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the most beautiful souls intertwine without the necessity of exchanging words
- 𝒉 𝒊 𝒓 𝒂 𝒆 𝒕 𝒉
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Awake, O sleeper, and arise from the dead,
and Christ will shine on you.
Ephesians 5:14
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Hiraeth (n.) — a homesickness, a deep, often bittersweet longing for a place your soul remembers. A home that may not exist in this lifetime but lives in your bones, in the wind, in the spaces that make you feel whole. The nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past. It carries a soul-deep ache for belonging, for a place or a time where you felt whole. An ancestral, spiritual-a yearning for something that may never return, but lives inside you still.
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Mary Oliver, “Starlings in Winter” Owls and Other Fantasies
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Anaïs Nin, in a diary entry dated 27 February 1929, featured in The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin: Vol. IV, 1927-1931
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instagram | photos are my own, reblogs fine, do not repost/reuse
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my heart says capulet but my actions say montague
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Anne Truitt, from a diary entry featured in Daybook: The Journal of an Artist
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Anaïs Nin, from a letter to Joaquin Nin, featured in Reunited: The Correspondence of Anais and Joaquin Nin, 1933-1940
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