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—H.G. Wells, The Time Machine
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walt whitman’s hot girl summer begins
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e.e. cummings, from “because” (Poem 29 in Uncollected Poems), Complete Poems: 1904-1962
[Text ID: “Silence(which is
nothing;but whom we call,darkness)”]
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Maybe we’ll both wake up in a better world.
Alix E. Harrow, from A Spindle Splintered (via howifeltabouthim)
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Postcolonial Love Poem, Natalie Diaz
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Tamara Clarén
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Lisel Mueller, “Necessities”
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The Philadelphia Inquirer, Pennsylvania, May 13, 1911
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““I am what time, circumstance, history, have made of me, certainly, but I am also, much more than that. So are we all.”
— James Baldwin, Notes of a Native Son (Beacon Press; November 20, 2012)
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“But time past is time forgotten. We expect the rise of a new constellation.”
— T. S. Eliot, Murder in the Cathedral
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“Once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”
— Margery Williams Bianco, The Velveteen Rabbit
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Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh
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The Evening Missourian, Columbia, Missouri, October 31, 1918
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Time always exposes what you mean to someone.
Unknown (via thoughtkick)
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You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.
Ernest Hemingway (via quotemadness)
Source: quotemadness.com
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Reading Times, Pennsylvania, March 8, 1906