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Jack Kerouac

No man should go through life without once experiencing healthy, even bored solitude in the wilderness, finding himself depending solely on himself and thereby learning his true and hidden strength. Learning for instance, to eat when he’s hungry and sleep when he’s sleepy. — Jack Kerouac, Lonesome Traveller, (Mayflower 1968)

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Ralph Waldo Emerson

Our life is an apprenticeship to the truth, that around every circle another can be drawn; that there is no end in nature, but every end is a beginning; that there is always another dawn risen on mid-noon, and under every deep a lower deep opens. — Ralph Waldo Emerson, from “Circles,”  Essays: First Series.… Continue reading Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Mary Oliver

I have refused to live locked in the orderly house of reasons and proofs; The world I live in and believe in is wider than that. And anyway. What’s wrong with Maybe? You wouldn’t believe what once or twice I have seen. I’ll just tell you this: only if there are angels in your head… Continue reading Mary Oliver

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Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree. — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Flight to Arras. (Harcourt Brace October 22,… Continue reading Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

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Anna Akhmatova

I hear the oriole’s always-grieving voice, And the rich summer’s welcome loss I hear In the sickle’s serpentine hiss Cutting the corn’s ear tightly pressed to ear. And the short skirts of the slim reapers Fly in the wind like holiday pennants, The clash of joyful cymbals, and creeping From under dusty lashes, the long… Continue reading Anna Akhmatova

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