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Kusamakura - Natsume Soseki

Knowing that it is the earth that we tread, we learn to tread carefully, lest it be rent open. Realizing that it is the heavens that hang above us, we come to fear the echoing thunderbolt. The world demands that we battle with others for the sake of our own reputation, and so we undergo the sufferings bred of illusion. While we live in this world with its daily business, forced to walk the tightrope of profit and loss, true love is an empty thing, and wealth before our eyes mere dust. The reputation we grasp at, the glory that we seize, is surely like the honey that the cunning bee will seem sweetly to brew only to leave his sting within it as he flies. What we call pleasure in fact contains all suffering, since it arises from attachment. Only thanks to the existence of the poet and the painter are we able to imbibe the essence of this dualistic world, to taste the purity of its very bones and marrow.

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Loneliness does not come from having no people about one, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to oneself, or from holding certain views which others find inadmissible.

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Everything interests me, but nothing holds me.

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In French, you don’t say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.” I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.

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Growth is painful. Change is painful.But nothing is as painful as staying stuck somewhere you don’t belong.

Gabrielle Zevin  (via thatkindofwoman)

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They had only ever discussed books but what, in this life, is more personal than books?


Last week, I went on an adventure to a cheesemaker’s milk house, and it was interesting and wonderful. Huge thanks to my friend and the owner Stefanie for letting me come and visit the Valley Milkhouse at the Covered Bridge Farm. 

I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)

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And how odd it is
to be haunted by someone
that is still alive.

Davi Kopenawa, Yanomami shaman  (via thatkindofwoman)

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Why is it taking so long to believe that if we hurt Nature, we hurt ourselves?

John Muir  (via thatkindofwoman)

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The world is big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark.

Agatha Christie, Endless Night (via simply-quotes)

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I just woke up feeling happy this morning. You know those days when everything in the world seems right.

Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1   (via cosmicspread)

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You can find more honesty in the smallest of my gestures rather in my words; my words are too impatient, too loose, too doomed in some way.
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