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“Greed and hope aren't opposites. Greed and hope are twins grabbing for the same thing, one in fear and one in faith.” ― Eiren Caffall, All the Water in the World

“Lost people don’t know that what it means to be a human is to care about other humans. They forgot” ― Eiren Caffall, All the Water in the World

“Thinking that the world has picked only you for tragedy is looking for mustard seeds. There is the weather and there is death. You can’t control them, and you can’t fool yourself that your name is the only one they know. They have everyone’s names in their mouths.” ― Eiren Caffall, All the Water in the World

“Hell, it was happening, I saw it happening. But I couldn’t picture it, you know? I couldn’t picture how we’d lose the seasons, how it would be tropical heat in November, but still have blizzards that melted into heat waves. I couldn’t picture the way the storms come and then come back. Not the polar cold fronts in the south. Not the new hurricanes, the hot winters, the king tides, the typhoons going east then west then east again. It should have been easy to see. It was in the data.” - Eiren Caffall, All the Water in the World

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I realized

June had never been just a month

music... never just a tremble on my lips

warmth was never merely a blanket.

-- Sanober Khan

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The Paducah Sun-Democrat, Kentucky, August 21, 1939

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Tiffany Conway

Cozy, 2022, oil on canvas, 61x76.2 cm

Website

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Poet to Bigot

by Langston Hughes

I have done so little For you, And you have done so little For me, That we have good reason Never to agree.

I, however, Have such meager Power, Clutching at a Moment, While you control An hour.

But your hour is A stone.

My moment is A flower.

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Jon and Roy - “Nothing But Everything" 

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“Happiness is in the quiet, ordinary things. A table, a chair, a book with a paper-knife stuck between the pages. And the petal falling from the rose, and the light flickering as we sit silent.”

— Virginia Woolf, The Waves (Published June 1st 1978 by Harvest Books (first published October 1931)

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“..the June nights are long and warm; the roses flowering; and the garden full of lust and bees..”

— Virginia Woolf in a letter to Vanessa Bell c. June 1926

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No Trace

fade with me

tonight

under silent sky

cloaked in nature’s colours

our footprints in the sand

erase

leaving

no trace

jk

photo -jk

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never feel pressured to read a certain book, a certain series, a certain genre. never feel guilty about loving a certain book, a certain series, a certain genre. never think a certain format (ebook, audiobook, etc.) "doesn't count" as reading.

being a reader is yours. read what you want, when you want, how you want. but please don't judge others for what they're reading, either.

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Freedom

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“If I were a poet, that’s what I’d write about. People who worked in the middle of the night. Men who loaded trains, emergency room nurses with their gentle hands. Night clerks in hotels, cabdrivers on graveyard, waitresses in all-night coffee shops. They knew the world, how precious it was when a person remembered your name, the comfort of a rhetorical question, “How’s it going, how’s the kids?” They knew how long the night was. They knew the sound life made as it left. It rattled, like a slamming screen door in the wind. Night workers lived without illusions, they wiped dreams off counters, they loaded freight. They headed back to the airport for one last fare.”

— Janet Fitch, White Oleander