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thelovelygods · 2 years
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She exists between blessing and curse, light and dark, plenty and want, goodness and malevolence, life and death.
Betty De Shong Meador, Inanna: Lady of Largest Heart
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inkphetamine · 11 years
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2, 4, 6, 12 :)
2. Shoe Size?
5.5-6. Varies depending on trainers or heels :D
4. Do you drink?
I used to drink a lot, but I know that getting too drunk is bad, so I only have exceptions if it's a big party or I'm stressed and I need to drink just that bit more.
6. Age you get mistaken for:
I usually get mistaken for 17, but my short height gives away my age.
12. Relationship status:
I'm currently in a relationship with this guy : http://stepback-letgo.tumblr.com/
Blog rate: 8.7/10.
Ask me a question and I'll rate your blog. ;D
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thelovelygods · 3 months
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Roar Kjærnstad (Norwegian, 1975)
Towards the Forest III, 2023
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thelovelygods · 28 days
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All of this she had noticed, but mostly she had noticed him noticing her, it was the double consciousness cursed upon all women, of living in the gaze of the men around her as well as, and before even, her own.
Hanna Pylväinen, The End of Drum-Time
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thelovelygods · 7 months
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I believed in magic then. I believed that everything had a spirit and energy that I could listen to and draw from, that rocks and plants could speak to me, that the geese flying overhead carried messages and were harbingers of things to come. And I believed that there was good and there was evil and they were curled up around each other, intertwined like thick vines. Sometimes it was hard to tell which was which.
Jennifer McMahon, My Darling Girl
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thelovelygods · 8 months
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In the classical Arabic tradition, poetry is known as sihr halal, lawful magic—an oxymoron, as magic is by nature unlawful, forbidden.
Sofia Samatar, The White Mosque
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thelovelygods · 28 days
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She wanted to kiss him. She wanted to bear his children. She wanted to make a mistake, a good and large mistake, she wanted him to be worth a tragedy.
Hanna Pylväinen, The End of Drum-Time
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thelovelygods · 7 months
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I needed to go back into my own childhood, to find the girl I used to be, the girl who believed in magic, who performed little spells out in the woods, who had a knife that could banish evil.
Jennifer McMahon, My Darling Girl
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thelovelygods · 4 days
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My heart as well as my imagination is too closely bound up with the sayings and doings which gave zest to the life of my forefathers, and so I became a Folk-Lore student before Folk-Lore came into vogue as a pursuit.
William Henderson, Notes on the Folk-Lore of the Northern Counties, Preface to the First Edition
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thelovelygods · 9 months
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Down in the depths, concentrating on the vastest heights, he forfeited his place in the world between. His home was the place of hunger: not a known constellation but the darkness between the stars.
Sofia Samatar, The White Mosque
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thelovelygods · 15 days
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...she was bitter all the time, and it was wearing on her to hide her bitterness in more and more kindness. She was twenty-two now, which might as well have been thirty, and she ought to have been married years ago,
Hanna Pylväinen, The End of Drum-Time
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thelovelygods · 15 days
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It was very difficult, he was realizing, to keep one's faith. It was easier to have flashes of faith than it was to have anything constant,
Hanna Pylväinen, The End of Drum-Time
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thelovelygods · 15 days
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...it was one tribulation or another, and the only mercy was the variation in suffering.
Hanna Pylväinen, The End of Drum-Time
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thelovelygods · 21 days
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They thought they were pilgrims, but they were wanderers.
Sofia Samatar, The White Mosque
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thelovelygods · 21 days
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Prophecy is all urgency; it withers irony, burns it up.
Sofia Samatar, The White Mosque
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thelovelygods · 21 days
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"The night is never so long the day never comes," he said, at last.
Hanna Pylväinen, The End of Drum-Time
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