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“…that hopeless sense of loss which makes beauty what it is: a distant lone tree against golden heavens; ripples of light on the inner curve of a bridge; a thing quite impossible to capture.” —...
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Even now, decades after, I wash my face with cold water – Not for discipline, nor memory, nor the icy, awakening slap, but to practice choosing to make the unwanted wanted. — Jane Hirshfield, “A...
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Finally day breaks over things that I can’t predict, as I cannot predict myself. Only a stone, a celestial body, a fool can, sometimes, be predictable. Finally day breaks over a circumstantial,...
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Nothing to be done, he thinks, nothing at all. Short-term memory loss is an inevitable part of growing old, and if it’s not forgetting to zip your zipper, it’s marching off to search the house for...
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“In Herman Williams’ seminal work on the joys of being a model train hobbyist, he writes: ‘Many an hour have I spent blissfully lost in a world of my own creation. For the model train enthusiast,...
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