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perfectfeelings · 3 months
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Sleep tries to seduce me by promising a more reasonable tomorrow.
Elizabeth Smart, By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
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quotefeeling · 3 months
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Sleep tries to seduce me by promising a more reasonable tomorrow.
Elizabeth Smart, By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
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thoughtkick · 1 year
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Sleep tries to seduce me by promising a more reasonable tomorrow.
Elizabeth Smart, By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
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resqectable · 6 months
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Sleep tries to seduce me by promising a more reasonable tomorrow.
Elizabeth Smart, By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
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perfeqt · 6 months
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Sleep tries to seduce me by promising a more reasonable tomorrow.
Elizabeth Smart, By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
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nolongersummer · 8 days
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I am possessed by love and have no option.
Elizabeth Smart, By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
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thehopefulquotes · 1 year
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Sleep tries to seduce me by promising a more reasonable tomorrow.
Elizabeth Smart, By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
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surqrised · 1 year
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Sleep tries to seduce me by promising a more reasonable tomorrow.
Elizabeth Smart, By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
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auroraleigh · 1 year
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some of my favourite musings on romantic (and sometimes obsessive) love for february and valentines
e.e. cummings / edith wharton / shirley hazzard / elizabeth smart / james baldwin / leonard cohen / marie howe
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red-ibis-red · 12 days
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Once I skulked wistfully through dim streets, aching after this unknown, hoping to pass by unnoticed in my drab dress and lopsided shoes with high heels, hoping, thus surreptitiously, to come upon it. But I was afraid, I was timid, and I did not believe, I hoped.
I thought it would be like a bird in the hand, not a wild sea that treated me like flotsam.
But I have become a part of the earth: I am one of its waves flooding and leaping. I am the same tune now as the trees, hummingbirds, sky, fruits, vegetables in rows. I am all or any of these. I can metamorphose at will.
Do you need some joy or love? Are you sodden leaves in some forsaken yard? Are you deserted or cold or starved or paralysed or blind? Handfuls and handfuls for you, and to spare!
Make them up into bedsocks, teacosies, cushions against the cold, for their electricity is perpetual warmth, and can contaminate everything, and build at one touch a new and adorable world.
This is Today. This is where all roads strove to lead, all feet to attain.
—Elizabeth Smart, By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
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perfectfeelings · 2 months
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Sleep tries to seduce me by promising a more reasonable tomorrow.
Elizabeth Smart, By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
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escapeintothepages · 6 months
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“Life is a journey for us all. We all face trials. We all have ups and downs. All of us are human. But we are also the masters of our fate. We are the ones who decide how we are going to react to life.”
My Story, Elizabeth Smart
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stay-close · 2 years
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Sleep tries to seduce me by promising a more reasonable tomorrow.
Elizabeth Smart, By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
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gotyourfire · 8 days
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“He took my hand between the two shabby front seats of the Ford, and it was dark, and I was looking the other way, but now that hand casts everywhere an octopus shadow from which I can never escape. The tremendous gentleness of that moment smothers me under; all through the night it is centaurs hoofed and galloping over my heart: the poison has got into my blood.”
— Elizabeth Smart, By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
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surethingsis · 15 days
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This is truly an iconic one.
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nolongersummer · 8 days
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All time is now, and time can do no better. Nothing can ever be more than now, and before this nothing was.
Elizabeth Smart, By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
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