Appreciate the kind of people who lose ourselves in life. The actual experience of the world We valuably know, is everywhere because we continuously delight in life.

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Appreciate the kind of people who lose ourselves in life. The actual experience of the world We valuably know, is everywhere because we continuously delight in life.
Shut out the world and discover the wholeness of self.
We are in danger of mistaking creative intelligence as neurotic inconsistency.
Her affectionate heart had fallen in love over poetry.
Happiness is loving what we need.
My life force is a dreary November night. The rain against the panes my candle nearly burnt out, the glimmer infusing life into me. People did not understand I was borne into the darkness of the night.
Love. It was the missing element.
Nature did remove my grief, and tranquilized my mind. The woods and clouds bade me peace. I resolve to remember the effect, the sublime ecstasy to the soul, the light and joy of nature.
I want to tell you something. Some of the greatest, start with nothing.
I rose lazily on a crisp February morning, the snow shimmering brightly in wintry white.