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flowerytale

flowerytale

Georgia O’Keeffe, from a letter to Russell Vernon Hunter (1933)

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mollybeenoel

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soracities

soracities

the spring has been exquisite and the summer may be beautiful. But, tell me with eyes quiteshut did you love me,will you love me

e.e. cummings, from "the spring has been exquisite and the", in Etcetera: The Unpublished Poems (1983), from Complete Poems: 1904-1962 [ID’d]

petaltexturedskies

petaltexturedskies

In August, I am always in love — with the past, with the scent of pine, with the idea of you.

Marina Tsvetaeva, in a letter to Boris Pasternak, from Letters, Summer 1926

wanderingsins

wanderingsins

theoptia

theoptia

Whatever you do, if you do it sincerely, will eventually become the bridge to your wholeness, a good ship that carries you through the darkness of your second birth, which seems to be death to the outside.

C.G. Jung, from C.G. Jung Letters, Volume 1: 1906-1950; 1 February 1945

petaltexturedskies

petaltexturedskies

It's a summer day, and I want to be wanted more than anything else in the world.

Frank O'Hara, from "Homosexuality"

soracities

soracities

How many lives must one have, How many chances, before the right one is played out?

Charles Wright, from "A Journal of Southern Rivers", The World of Ten Thousand Things: Poems 1980-1990 [ID'd]

feral-ballad

feral-ballad

Shon Faye, from Love in Exile

theoptia

theoptia

[In the margin:] I don't want to learn anything from the failure of this love. / (What I could learn is to become cynical or guarded or even more afraid of loving than I was before.) I don't want to learn anything. I don't want to draw any conclusions. / Let me go on being naked. Let it hurt. But let me survive.

Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980