“I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.”— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via moonlight-driive)
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“You stand red-handed. You want to wash yourself in earth, in rocks and grass What are you supposed to do with all this loss?”— Margaret Atwood, from “Down”, Morning in the Burned House (via medeae)
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“When the past speaks it always speaks as an oracle: only if you are an architect of the future and know the present will you understand it.”— Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil (via loveage-moondream)
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Rosmarie Pierer. View from Cerro San Cristobal, Santiago de Chile, 1949
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