Marie Howe, from Magdalene: Poems; “The Landing”
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Who are you when you're not performing?
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anyone else relate
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a feeling of sacred tenderness on the precipice of the unknown
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love changes you
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Mary Oliver, from Long Life: Essays And Other Writings originally published in 2004
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Andrew Cranston
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thinking over and over and over of that clip from a maya angelou talk about the importance of knowing one another's history. no matter how brutal no matter how bleak no matter how despairing no matter anything because the only way through it is to go all the way through it. and the only way to build anything with one another is by having gone all the way through it because otherwise there is no connection. whats a connection worth that's built on ignorance? sustained by ignorance? "only equals can make friends" she says. only equals.
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“I watch him in the kitchen, and I think of how much it hurts to love somebody. How deep the hurt is, how almost unbearable. It’s not the love that hurts; it’s the possibility of anything happening to the object of your love.”
— Augusten Burroughs, Magical Thinking
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