“It Is To Nature I Want To Return, It Is My Nature I Want To Accept.”

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“Cover me with soft Earth.. jasmine, lilies and myrtle; and when they grow above me.. they will breathe the fragrance of my Heart into space.”

— Kahlil Gibran

“I met the wolf alone and was devoured in peace.”

— Edna St. Vincent Millay, from The Collected Poems; “True Encounter,”

I live for elegance, mystery and sophisticaton but I also live for rawness, audacious sense of living and passionate unrefinement of feeling

She mistrusted reality. She understood infinity. She was weeping, weeping whole seas.

César Vallejo, tr. by Robert Bly, from “At the Border of a Flowering Grave,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

Vladimir Nabokov, Soft Sound.

“June was white. I see the fields white with daisies, and white with dresses; and tennis courts marked with white. Then there was wind and violent thunder. There was a star riding through clouds one night, and I said to the star, “Consume me". That was at midsummer.”

— Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via berthemorisot)