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Ophelia, 1872 - oil on canvas
— Jean-Baptiste Bertrand (France, 1823–1887)
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sometimes I get sad when I remember my old friends, the time in my teen years, the things I used to like, places I used to go. the hugs I used to receive. all the things that made me happy and hurt me. but the past is gone, it’s done and it’s laying to rest. I shall not disturb it anymore. let it go, let it go, I keep telling myself. old habits die hard but it’s not impossible.
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Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke’s Book of Hours
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Sending love to everyone silently pushing through the waves of grief while trying to continue on each day.
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Angelo Jank (German,1868-1940)
Centaur In Love (illustration from “Jugend” magazine), 1897
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— David Foster Wallace , from “The Pale King.”
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“To collect photographs is to collect the world.”
— Susan Sontag, On Photograph
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Marten Lange, Untitled (Cave), from his Series “Another Language”, (2012)
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Anaïs Nin, in a diary entry dated 23 May 1915 featured in The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1914–1920
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— Anna Akhmatova, The Sentence
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Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn't have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn't have to be a walk during which you'll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don't find meaning but "steal" some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn't make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.
Albert Camus, from Notebooks 1951-1959
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Sappho, tr. by Anne Carson from if Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho
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“Dead Starlight” by Seraphine Saintclair
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Charles Baudelaire, “The Alchemy of Sadness”
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George Seferis, translated by Rex Warner, from Poems translated from the Greek; "The Lustful Elpenor,"
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