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“The more formidable the contradiction between inexhaustible life-joy and inevitable fate, the greater the longing which reveals itself in the kingdom of poetry and in the self-created world of dreams hopes to banish the dark power of reality. The gods enjoy eternal youth, and the search for the means of securing it was one of the occupations of the heroes of mythology and the sages, as it was of real adventurers in the middle ages and more recent times. . . . But the fountain of youth has not been found, and can not be found if it is sought in any particular spot on the earth. Yet it is no fable, no dream-picture; it requires no adept to find it: it streams forth inexhaustible in all living nature.”

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Author:Ferdinand Cohn
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“I believe in love at first sight… But it’s not the first moment you lay eyes on a person, it’s the moment you first see the person they truly are.”

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Author:Ranata Suzuki
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“I still remember that feeling of walking somewhere confidently, seeing him mid stride and putting my foot down just fine… but feeling like I stumbled.”

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Author:Ranata Suzuki
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“How the sea pulls to the light our unfiltered emotions. How this moment calls us into a profound exploration of the soul leading to a self-discovery, where love clashes with whatever is ugly only to emerge with all that is pure and true. We wrestle with our own desires to discover our deepest longing...and we carry with us a newfound understanding of our deeps and it becomes a timeless search for what is real as the ache keeps us pushing through the tidal waves of life....”

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Author:Jayita Bhattacharjee
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“So you say there is no Father Christmas,                                                                          You say there is no Santa Claus                                                                                         Reindeer cannot fly, it's all a grown-up lie...”

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Book:No Ordinary Star
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“Every time I wake up in the morning, a new me enters the world... it steps into the day bearing history and growing wings breathing stars from every word I utter, a thought is released into the air... its own color, shade or fragrance painting it the hues of my soul rainbow of feelings ... Every time I fall asleep, former stems, leaves and petals of blush... taking leave dissolve into the night keenly becoming amazingly being reborn deeper roots, softer light, finer bliss subtler rainbow higher sigh Every time I awake in the morning, a new me steps into the world... and a new you”

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Book:Rhyming Dreams
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“One spirit remained unaware of his presence, staring at Miss Parker with such longing that he reluctantly decided to let it stay. The spirit, a hollow-eyed girl with ringlets and clothing from long past, reached toward Percy, wishing to touch her. Alexi understood. When left to her own devices, Miss Parker was neither shy nor awkward; she was radiant.”

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Book:The Strangely Beautiful Tale of Miss Percy Parker
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“The physical pain was nothing, compared to the constant emotional pain, he lived with daily. Even now, he wondered what Anna would look like carrying his child. Imagined her smell, her smile, her touch. If she was pregnant, he would do whatever it took to convince her to marry him. And, if that didn't work, he'd kidnap her, until she saw reason or he found a corrupt minister to sign paperwork and declare them legally married. He grinned, thinking of all the ways Anna would punish him. And all the ways he would pleasure her...”

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Book:The Will to Try
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“I know this doesn't exactly make me unique, but I love the internet. I love it. I think the way I feel about the internet is the way some people feel about the ocean. It's so huge and unknowable, but also totally predictable. You type a line of symbols and click enter, and everything you want to happen, happens. Not like real life, where all the wanting in the world can't make something exist”

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Book:The Upside of Unrequited
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“The Lake Isle of Innisfree I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made; Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee, And live alone in the bee-loud glade. And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings; There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet’s wings. I will arise and go now, for always night and day I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore; While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey, I hear it in the deep heart’s core.”

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Book:The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats
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“I want to invite you, whether you are coupled or single, to see longing as a powerful tool for awareness. Truth is, we all long for happiness especially when we feel sad, or for peace when we feel agitated, or health when we are sick, or a lover when we feel lonely. Longing is a natural response of the body, mind or feelings to fill what is needed or desired. It can also be a conscious meditation.”

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Book:Heartfullness: 52 Ways to Open to More Love
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“I had to do something about my longing, so I got up, went to the kitchen in my nightgown, peeled a pound of potatoes, boiled them up, sliced them, fried them in butter, salted them generously and ate every bite of them - asking my body the whole while if it would please accept the satisfaction of a pound of fried potatoes in lieu of the fulfillment of lovemaking. My body replied, only after eating every bite of food: "No deal, babe.”

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Book:Eat, Pray, Love
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“The Day is Done The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time. For, like strains of martial music, Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavor; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start; Who, through long days of labor, And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.”

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Book:The Belfry of Bruges and Other Poems
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“And then all that has divided us will merge And then compassion will be wedded to power And then softness will come to a world that is harsh and unkind And then both men and women will be gentle And then both women and men will be strong And then no person will be subject to another's will And then all will be rich and free and varied And then the greed of some will give way to the needs of many And then all will share equally in the Earth's abundance And then all will care for the sick and the weak and the old And then all will nourish the young And then all will cherish life's creatures And then all will live in harmony with each other and the Earth And then everywhere will be called Eden once again.”

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Author:Judy Chicago
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“A Sweet Woman from a War-Torn Country” In her exile, they often describe her as that ‘sweet woman from a war-torn country.’ They don’t know she loved smelling roses, picking spring wildflowers, and bringing them home after long walks. They don’t know about the first kiss her lover stole during a church power outage on that Easter evening— before the generators came on. They don’t know the long hours she spent under the ancient walnut tree in her village, waiting for her grandfather’s call to share freshly baked pita with ghee and honey. They don’t know about her grandmother’s mixed grains, prepared each year before Easter fasting began. In exile, they try to be kind, telling her she now lives in a ‘safe haven.’ They assume her silence comes from poor language skills or simple agreement with them. They don’t know life’s shocks have silenced her forever. Now she presses her ear against the cold window glass of her apartment, listening to the wind’s mournful cry outside. They remind her she’s among people who honor all values, beliefs, religions, and ethnicities— but she has learned it’s all too late. She no longer needs assurances. Occasionally, all she asks for is a sincere hand on her shoulder or around her neck, to remind her that nothing lasts, that this too shall pass. [Published on April 7, 2023 on CounterPunch.org]”

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Author:Louis Yako
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“There’s a bobby pin, two receipts, and my mother’s voice trapped in a voicemail I haven’t had the courage to delete. my lipstick sits there too the one I wore the day I didn’t cry. No one asks why I keep a drawer full of matchboxes and apology notes. Sometimes, when I can’t sleep, I trace the ring mark left by an old mug and imagine it’s a constellation. I tell myself the bedside table is not clutter it’s just the only place I keep remembering to live. Some days, I organize it. Most days, it organizes me.”

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Book:A Shelf of Things I Never Said
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“I used to think I was different. But I trace her storms in the way I love always bracing for ruin, always sleeping with the lights off, as if that’s how you keep the house from burning. I started having dreams in her accent. Started pausing before I spoke, like her. Started carrying umbrellas even when the sky looked clear. I mistook her quiet for peace. It was survival. A hush that had teeth. Now, when I cry, it rains in my daughter’s room. The wallpaper peels in the same corner it did in mine.”

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Book:A Shelf of Things I Never Said
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