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“Still, what I want in my life
is to be willing
to be dazzled—
to cast aside the weight of facts

and maybe even
to float a little
above this difficult world.”

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― Mary Oliver
— 1 month ago

texturism:

you’re smilin (but i don’t believe you) | margaret glaspy

true story: margaret’s voice filled my hallway yesterday morning. perhaps stalker-ish or just a complete dork but i stood outside my neighbor’s door trying to shazam the gorgeousness. to no avail. thank goodness i spotted him later in the day. i admitted that i overheard great music coming from his apartment but omitted the shazam bit. he was happy to share oh margaret glaspy. and here she is with another pot of tea. day 5 of the flu. at least i have a great view from the 5th floor. city lights galore + snow falling. sunday.

— 4 months ago with 34 notes
whitehotel:

Alec Soth, Broken manual (2010)

whitehotel:

Alec Soth, Broken manual (2010)

(via fleurisms)

— 4 months ago with 148 notes

texturism:

congratulations // MGMT [ via thedailywhat ]

(via thedailywhat)

— 5 months ago with 555 notes
december 24th, 2013

how can i be

more sincere

more honest

more patient

try to understand more

learn more

listen more

and also be more coherent

i want to improve

but also be real

— 9 months ago
Park Road House

My eyes were yanked wide open by working here. I saw a lot more, and learned a lot more. 

The bitterness I felt this summer was my struggle against my own laziness. Most days I’ve been accustomed to lying around like a Balthus girl. Now I’m being forced to work in conflict of my own interests..and I wish I could rebel against it. But in the real world, you can’t really do that. Not if you want to keep your job, keep the money.

It’s nice to have myself in between a rock and a hard place again. I’ve forgotten how that feels like.

— 1 year ago
The Moth, The Mountains, The Rivers

Who can guess the luna’s sadness who lives so
briefly? Who can guess the impatience of stone
longing to be ground down, to be part again of
something livelier? Who can imagine in what
heaviness the rivers remember their original
clarity?

Strange questions, yet I have spent worthwhile
time with them. And I suggest them to you also,
that your spirit grow in curiosity, that your life
be richer than it is, that we — so clever, and 
ambitious, and selfish, and unrestrained — are only
one design of the moving, the vivacious many.

Mary Oliver

— 1 year ago
#mary+oliver