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Bookworm. Diarist. Potterhead. Interested in Literature, Philosophy, Nature and Art.
'How frail the human heart must be―a mirrored pool of thought'~Sylvia Plath

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"Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.” ~Leonardo da Vinci, Art: Ben J young.

"Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.” 

~Leonardo da Vinci, Art: Ben J young.
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“As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being.” Carl Jung, Art: N.C Myeth.

“As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being.”
Carl Jung, Art: N.C Myeth.
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"We are surrounded by poetry on all sides..." ~Vincent Van Gogh, The Letters of Vincent van Gogh. Art: Joachim Patinir.

"We are surrounded by poetry on all sides..."

~Vincent Van Gogh, The Letters of Vincent van Gogh. Art: Joachim Patinir.
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"She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum." ~Jonathan Safran Foer, Art" Edward Ridley, A shadow.

"She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum."

~Jonathan Safran Foer, Art" Edward Ridley, A shadow.
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"It made me lonely. And when I say lonely, I mean the kind of loneliness that howls through you like a desert wind. It wasn't just the loss of people I had known but also the loss of myself. The loss of who I had been when I had been with them." ~Matt Haig, How to Stop Time

"It made me lonely. And when I say lonely, I mean the kind of loneliness that howls through you like a desert wind. It wasn't just the loss of people I had known but also the loss of myself. The loss of who I had been when I had been with them."

~Matt Haig, How to Stop Time
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“There is a stillness and a sanctuary within you to which you can retreat at any time and be yourself." ~Hermann Hesse , Art: Sir Georgr Clauson.

“There is a stillness and a sanctuary within you to which you can retreat at any time and be yourself."

~Hermann Hesse , Art: Sir Georgr Clauson.
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“When the seasons shift, even the subtle beginning, the scent of a promised change, I feel something stir inside me. Hopefulness? Gratitude? Openness? Whatever it is, it's welcome.” , Kristin Armstrong ~Art: James McKintosh Patrick - December Sunshine, 1949.

“When the seasons shift, even the subtle beginning, the scent of a promised change, I feel something stir inside me. Hopefulness? Gratitude? Openness? Whatever it is, it's welcome.”
, Kristin Armstrong ~Art: James McKintosh  Patrick - December Sunshine, 1949.
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"If you don’t heal what hurt you, you’ll bleed on people who didn’t cut you. ~Isabella De Bruno, art: Maurice Hagemans.

"If you don’t heal what hurt you, you’ll bleed on people who didn’t cut you.

~Isabella De Bruno, art: Maurice Hagemans.
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"No human relation gives one possession in another—every two souls are absolutely different. In friendship or in love, the two side by side raise hands together to find what one cannot reach alone." ~Khalil Gibran, 🎨 Adrian Scotts.

"No human relation gives one possession in another—every two souls are absolutely different. In friendship or in love, the two side by side raise hands together to find what one cannot reach alone."

~Khalil Gibran, 🎨 Adrian Scotts.
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“I used to think the worst thing in life was to end up all alone. It’s not. The worst thing in life is to end up with people that make you feel all alone.” ~Robin Williams, Józef Rapacki - Art: H.M Saffer.

“I used to think the worst thing in life was to end up all alone. It’s not. The worst thing in life is to end up with people that make you feel all alone.” 

~Robin Williams, Józef Rapacki - Art: H.M Saffer.
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"What we have once enjoyed we can never lose; all that we deeply love becomes a part of us" Helen Keller ~Amanda Millis - Where we Used to Bathe, 2017.

"What we have once enjoyed we can never lose; all that we deeply love becomes a part of us"
Helen Keller

~Amanda Millis - Where we Used to Bathe, 2017.
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“And yet the light of the moon, like love itself, touches all it sees and asks for nothing in return.” Khalil Gibran Oscar Emil Törna - Moonlight Over Coastal Landscape, 1882.

“And yet the light of the moon, like love itself, touches all it sees and asks for nothing in return.”
Khalil Gibran

Oscar Emil Törna - Moonlight Over Coastal Landscape, 1882.
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′′Soon I will buy a lot of books and read them. In the evenings I will go to the movies and listen to the rain falling on the city at night. And that's how it will be until spring. And until spring, I won't talk to anyone about love.” ~Marek Hłasko, art: Jan Mankees.

′′Soon I will buy a lot of books and read them. In the evenings I will go to the movies and listen to the rain falling on the city at night. And that's how it will be until spring. And until spring, I won't talk to anyone about love.”

~Marek Hłasko, art: Jan Mankees.
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“Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.” Edith Sitwell Pekka Halonen - Evening Mood, Iltatunnelma, 1896.

“Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.”
Edith Sitwell

Pekka Halonen - Evening Mood, Iltatunnelma, 1896.