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“I am a free soul, singing my heart out by myself no matter where I go and I call strangers my friends… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
“Gilds the crenelated towers of the churches here and there, Intensifies the hue of flowers makes thy lovely face more fair.” — Marguerite de Angeli Copy Share Image
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“Of the many forms that silence takes, the most memorable is the dry husk of the cicada.” — Jon Davis Copy Share Image
“Later when they would mention, they would say, and everyone would know, but not nearly as well as they meant.” — Mikl Paul Copy Share Image
“Objects and Objectives To contemplate LEGO. Many colours. Many shapes. Many inventive and useful shapes. Plastic. A versatile and practical substance. Symbolic… — Jay Woodman Copy Share Image
“So you will meet many ’someones’ who will give a new definition to your name. And you can not build walls, must… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
“Bad bananas are like push-up bras--a promise of tenderness can deliver tasteless mush, and we're not supposed to complain.” — Kate Lebo Copy Share Image
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Prose poetry is not set to a melody or music so there's something freeing about it. — William Beckett Copy Share Image
“It pleases him how Spell is how the word is made but also, in the hands of the magician, how the world… — Charles Lambert Copy Share Image
“Time is not ours and we would not own it. It does not wound us to say so. from the prose poem… — Jay Woodman Copy Share Image
“The Elm Log By Alexander Solzhenitsyn We were sawing firewood when we picked up an elm log and gave a cry of… — Alexander Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
“It was quite a beautiful thing, the way we simply just came to be, with no effort or trying and slowly we… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
“In the street, he turned west and walked against a tide of blank-eyed, gum-chewing faces. A taxi went over a manhole cover,… — Damon Knight Copy Share Image
“Swirled tight, trussed, manic, most trusted. You love hills, swells, waves of sand, waves of water. You love traffic on bridges that… — Carol Guess Copy Share Image
