August 2012
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August
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Barefoot and sun-dazed, I bite into this ripe peach of a month, gathering children into my arms in all their sandy glory, heaping my table each night with nothing but corn and tomatoes.
Linda Pastan
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“There were nights she didn’t fall asleep until morning; when the sky lightened...”
– Elizabeth Strout | Olive Kitteridge (via blogut)
July 2012
73 posts
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“You have to keep breaking your heart until it opens.”
– Rumi (via cruelbeige)
