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"It is nothing to die; it is dreadful not to live." ~ Les Misérables (1862), Victor Hugo.
[Cover by Jenny Frison.]

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2022-05-08

I always loved the tiny door: 🚪

“But at last she came upon a tiny little door: and oh, how glad she was, when she found the key would fit it! So she unlocked the tiny little door…& looked through it, and what do you think she saw? Oh, such a beautiful garden!”

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2022-05-08

"The sea is everything. It covers seven tenths of the terrestrial globe. Its breath is pure and healthy...The sea is only the embodiment of a supernatural & wonderful existence. It is nothing but love & emotion; it is the Living Infinite."

-Jules Verne
🎨 Max Jensen

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2022-05-08

"The notes fell into the stillness like drops of golden light...Gently, austerely, sparingly, sweetly, the lovely separate voices met and mingled...making the room and the night hour vast as the universe."
The Glass Bead Game
Hermann Hesse

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2022-05-07

"Life has not ceased to be a riddle, nor has death lost its sting, and again man sighs amid moans of torment: "Wherefore?"" (Stanisław Przybyszewski, 1868)

🎨 Jacek Maleczewski "Thanatos II" (1899)

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2022-05-07

🌿🗝️🌿"If I find in myself desires which nothing in this world can satisfy, the only logical explanation is that I was made for another world."

📖C.S. Lewis

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2022-05-07

‘What is a Caucus-race?’ said Alice; not that she wanted much to know, but the Dodo had paused as if it thought that somebody ought to speak, and no one else seemed inclined to say anything.
‘Why,’ said the Dodo, ‘the best way to explain it is to do it.’

L. Carroll

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2022-05-01

Mockingbirds don’t do one thing but make music for us to enjoy. They don't
eat up people's gardens, don't nest in corncribs, they don't do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That's why it's
a sin to kill a mockingbird.

Atticus in Lee’s To Kill a Mockingbird

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2022-05-01

The Robin cam to the wren’s nest
And keekit in and keekit in,
O weel ‘s me on your auld pow,
Wad ye be in, wad ye be in.
Ye ‘se ne’er get leave to lie without,
And I within, and I within,
As lang ‘s I hae an auld clout
To row you in, to row you in
~ Robert Burns

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2022-04-30

"If I must die,
I will encounter darkness as a bride,
And hug it in mine arms." (Shakespeare)

🎨 Harry Clarke

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2022-04-23


“I'll follow you, I'll lead you about a round,
Through bog, through bush, through brake, through brier:
Sometime a horse I'll be, sometime a hound,
A hog, a headless bear, sometime a fire…”
–William Shakespeare, MND A3S1

🎨Arthur Rackham

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2022-04-23

Full fathom five thy father lies
Of his bones are coral made

Those are pearls that were his eyes
Nothing of him that doth fade

But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange

Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell


🎨

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2022-04-23

"Her clothes spread wide;
And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up:
Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes;
As one incapable of her own distress,
Or like a creature native and indued
Unto that element:

Ophelia by Friedrich Heyser

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2022-04-23

‘There are moments, Jeeves, when one asks oneself,
‘Do trousers matter?’

‘The mood will pass, sir.’

The Code of the Woosters
P.G. Wodehouse 

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2022-04-17


He surveyed the fence, and all gladness left him and a deep melancholy settled down upon his spirit. Thirty yards of board fence nine feet high. Life to him seemed hollow, and existence but a burden.
–Mark Twain, The Adventures Of Tom Sawyer.

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2022-04-16

All is black shadow but the lucid line
Marked by the light surf on the level sand,
Or where afar the ship-lights faintly shine
Like wandering fairy fires, that oft on land
Misled the pilgrim …

Charlotte Smith (1749–1806)
art by Paul Delaroche

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2022-04-10

“I am the vampire at my own veins.”

― Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs Du Mal
🎨Georges Rochegrosse (colorized) & Carlo Farneti

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2022-04-09


Death is inside the folding cots:
it spends its life sleeping on the slow mattresses,
in the black blankets, & suddenly breathes out:
it blows out a mournful sound that swells the sheets,
& the beds go sailing toward a port
where death is waiting.
–Pablo Neruda

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2022-04-09

"They celebrate Death, you sing of Awakening; you go forth hymning the awakening of my soul, stars whose flame no sun can wither." ~ Charles Baudelaire.

[Art: Death of the Endless by Ricardo Drumond, DC Comics]

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2022-04-09

“When we get to the end of the story, you will know more than you do now...”
-Hans Christian Andersen, The Snow Queen


🎨The Snow Queen by Charles Robinson

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2022-04-02