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In the softness of mercy more mercy is born | Everything that is forgiven is now indebted to forgive.
-Noor Unnahar
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Sometimes I think I prefer to live between languages, within silences only I can hear.
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"It's just that I belong in the quietest quiet, that's what's right for me."
-Franz Kafka, letters to Milena
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You are the song that makes the world slow down for awhile...
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If you want to make someone happy give them your ears before your heart. Half of the happiness is to find someone who listens to us.
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Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without words, and never stops at all.
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But soft! What light through yonder window breaks. It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
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Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of a pure heart.
- Josié N. Harris
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What an astonishing thing a book is. It's a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. But one glance at it and you're inside the mind of another person, maybe somebody dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, an author is speaking clearly and silently inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew each other, citizens of distant epochs. Books break the shackles of time. A book is proof that humans are capable of working magic."
- Carl Sagan, Cosmos
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Let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair.
- Susan Polis Schutz
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When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs.
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"Congratulations to those who leaves the world before it deserts them, to those who build thier graves before they enter them; and to those who please their Lord before they meet Him."
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"The soul is silent. If it speaks at all, it speaks in dreams"
-Louise Glück, Child Crying Out
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Grief is really just love. It's all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.
-Jamie Anderson
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When people don't express themselves, they die one piece at a time.
- Laurie Halse Anderson
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The vulnerability of precious things is beautiful because vulnerability is a mark of existence.
Simone Weil
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When people don't express themselves, they die one piece at a time.
- Laurie Halse Anderson
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