Before I step in the Octagon, I pray one last time and take a huge deep breath, and then I'm home. — Joanna Jedrzejczyk Copy Share Image
a kind of memory that tells us that what we're now striving for was once nearer and truer and attached to us… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“Opening the window, I sit at Taryn's desk and sip nettle tea, drinking in the sharp salt scent of the sea and… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“The mind does not stay all the time with the feeling of breath. It goes to sounds, memories, emotions, perceptions, consciousness, and… — Henepola Gunaratana Copy Share Image
