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Our little blue dot.

Astronaut tweets

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powerful

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go there and look.

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An ambition is a little creeper that creeps and creeps in your heart night and day, singing a little song, "Come and find me. Come and find me."

Carl Sandburg (Rootabaga Stories)

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Metaphor says that the world is full of connections that haven't been recognized yet.

Alicia Ostriker

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JR Unframed – Ellis Island – 2014

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Andrew Valko Paintings

Andrew Valko was born in Prague, Czechoslovakia in 1957. Valko studied wood block printing in Japan with master printmaker Toshi Yoshida. Valko’s realist paintings are so illustrative that they are a near parody of camera technology. Valko uses his printmaking techniques when painting with acrylics. Working on wood, he uses a router and carves into the wood creating texture which reinforces the painting.

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Todo lo llenas tú, todo lo llenas

Pablo Naruda

“You fill everything, you fill it.” 

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Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it!

Goethe (Playwright)

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Be bold and mighty forces will come to your aid.

Basil King (Clergyman)

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Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation), there is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one's favour all manner of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamt would have come his way.

W.H. Murray (mountain climber)

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In sum, no matter what it may be, what is certain is that the great oddness of the poetic phenomenon suggests an ailment that still awaits a physician’s diagnosis. Ancient medicine–and ancient philosophy too, beginning with Plato–attributed the poetic faculty to a psychic disorder. A mania, in other words, a sacred fury, an enthusiasm, a transport. But mania is only one of the poles of the disorder; the other is absentia, inner emptiness, that “melancholy apathy” that the poet speaks of. Fullness and emptiness, flight and fall, enthusiasm and melancholy: poetry.

Octavio Paz

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You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough.

William Blake

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Poems are never completed. They're abandoned.

Paul Valery