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liliteraria · 4 months
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«El carnaval del mundo engaña tanto,
que las vidas son breves mascaradas;
aquí aprendemos a reír con llanto,
y también a llorar con carcajadas»
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liliteraria · 4 months
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European wolf (Canis lupus lupus) by Peter Weimann
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liliteraria · 4 months
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This is one of the limited edition prints now available in my shop: www.tomgauld.com/shop
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liliteraria · 4 months
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Norman Rockwell, 1966.
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liliteraria · 11 months
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a journey
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liliteraria · 1 year
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“Consider how hard it is to change yourself and you’ll understand what little chance you have in trying to change others.”
— Unknown
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liliteraria · 1 year
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Erika L. Sánchez, from Lessons on Expulsion: Poems; “Amá”
[Text ID: “In One Hundred Years of Solitude, / Márquez wrote that we are birthed / by our mothers only once, but life obligates / us to give birth / to ourselves over and over.”]
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liliteraria · 1 year
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liliteraria · 1 year
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Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980; February 17th, 1970
Text ID: I don't feel guilt at being unsociable, though I may sometimes regret it because my loneliness is painful. But when I move into the world, it feels like a moral fall—like seeking love in a whorehouse.
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liliteraria · 1 year
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—  Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis
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liliteraria · 2 years
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“As I grow older, I pay less attention to what people say. I just watch what they do.”
— Andrew Carnegie
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liliteraria · 2 years
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«Es una ciudad que no quiero conocer en profundidad, porque como todas las cosas que se entienden bien, el riesgo de la desilusión está siempre al acecho. Por lo tanto, me limito a intuirla, a atravesarla todos los días como un turista sin billete de retorno, y soy feliz así. Finjo no escuchar las críticas incesantes de sus habitantes ni creer las invectivas furibundas de los de fuera sobre la pobreza cultural y moral de la ciudad. Cobardemente, me tapo los oídos. No quiero que me arruinen el sueño»
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liliteraria · 2 years
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Por mucho que me esfuerce a todas horas, el deseo salta muros al revés.
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“Risers Rule“
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liliteraria · 2 years
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