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Mary Crawford + quotes


Estuary Storm by mpjones_007 on Flickr.

While yet a boy I sought for ghosts, and sped
Through many a listening chamber, cave and ruin,
And starlight wood, with fearful steps pursuing
Hopes of high talk with the departed dead.

Percy Bysshe Shelley, “Hymn to Intellectual Beauty  (via loveage-moondream)

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It is raining today
in the mountains.

It is a warm green rain
with love
in its pockets
for spring is here,
and does not dream
of death.

—Richard Brautigan, from “The Return of the Rivers” (via litverve)

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