February 2012
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Now that you live in my chest,
anywhere we sit is a mountaintop.
– Rumi, A Ripe Fig (via allthingssoulful)
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keep it loose ;; keep it tight: lost is about... →
apostrophe-apocalypse:
that’s what I think. that’s what I thought when hurley pulls a battery essentially out of his ass after his encounter w/ rousseau.
up til that point that assumption of all the plane crash survivors (or at the least, the assumption of jack) was “if she had any batteries [that she needs to survive]…
Rousseau gave Hugo the battery because he was kind to her.
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We have a bequest of stories, tales from the old storytellers, some of whose...
– Doris Lessing, 2007 Nobel Prize (literature) acceptance speech
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