Muse of the Day
Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself. Rumi
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Muse of the Day
Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language. Henry James
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The sea is only the embodiment of a supernatural and wonderful existence.
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Just as things grow in fast movies…
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everything is wild.
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In this story
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Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time. John Lubbock, The Use Of Life
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Bees do have a smell, you know, and if they don’t they should, for their feet are dusted with spices from a million flowers. Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine
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Green was the silence, wet was the light,the month of June trembled like a butterfly. Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
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I didn’t want to leave the sea, so I snuck away without anyone noticing and spent 2 days on the stormy shore. This is where I belonged, where all the silver walls led. To salt and sea and wind pockets that could carry you away. Charlotte McConaghy, Migrations
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