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The world is a great open book that smiles at me in an unknown tongue.

Fernando Pessoa, from I have in me like a haze

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George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords

We are puppets dancing on the strings of those who came before us, and one day our own children will take up those strings and dance in our steads.

-Tyrion Lannister

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It was strange, learning the contours of another’s loneliness. You could never know it all at once; like stepping inside a dark cave, you felt along the walls, bumped into jagged edges.

Brit Bennett, The Mothers

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April Alston McKay

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“Look at the trees; willows mostly—They move in that way willows move—as if wanting to pace themselves, slow, impossibly, in a building wind, as if the wind were fate, and the trees’ response one that could maybe make a difference.”

— Carl Phillips, from “Now in Our Most Ordinary Voices,” Then the War: And Selected Poems 2007-2020 (Farrar, Straus, & Giroux, 2022)

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Claude Iverné

Ancient Greek lovers

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The sun moved over the line of the trees. The ragged edges of the cathedral’s fallen roof caught its warmth, its light. On the cold marble the brilliant edge of the green light spread, moving like a growing thing, an unfurled plant, toward the unfurled boy.

Robert Holdstock, The Hollowing

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Ruins

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How pure you are by sunlight or by fallen night, how triumphal and boundless your orbit of white,

Pablo Neruda, “We together,” from Residence on Earth

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Jana Sojka

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When someone reads, they are essentially admitting they want more, that the world is not enough for them. They want more knowledge, more experience. Whatever this life is, they want more of it.

Nicholas Browne

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Jay Wright, from "Desire’s Persistence"

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You have given me so much, in moments of boundless sweetness, that the lesser attention of all other souls can only offend me. Purity, infinite friendship, it is we who have tasted them, in the moments when, without secrets, without mistrust, we were truly mingled souls, with similar looks.

Anna de Noailles, from The Marvelous Face