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Frida Kahlo, from a letter written in 1939, featured in "The Letters of Frida Kahlo,"
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Rainer Maria Rilke, from a letter featured in Letters to Merline, 1919-1922
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Hanif Abdurraqib, They Can't Kill Us Until They Kill Us
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Loss is nothing else but change, and change is nature's delight.
Meditations
Marcus Aurelius
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“I believe in some blending of hope and sunshine sweetening the worst lots. I believe that this life is not all; neither the beginning nor the end. I believe while I tremble; I trust while I weep.”
— Charlotte Brontë, book Source: Villette (1853), Chapter XXXI: The Dryad
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Julia de Burgos, tr. by Jack Agüeros, from Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos; "Moments"
[Text ID: “Me, inside myself, / always waiting for something / that my mind can’t define.”]
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You can only see in others what your nature allows you to see. The range of your vision depends on the extent of the personal development. The personal, if it is deep enough, becomes universal, mythical, symbolic; I never generalize, intellectualize. I see, I hear, I feel. These are my primitive instruments of discovery.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin
Anaïs Nin
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Caroline Walker Bynum, The Female Body and Religious Practices in the Later Middle Ages
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