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annalegend · 1 year
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Se procurar bem você acaba encontrando
Não a explicação (duvidosa) da vida
Mas a poesia (inexplicável) da vida
Drummond de Andrade
ilustração de Lori Preusch
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rcox808 · 1 year
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“Desiderata"
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly, and listen to others,
even to the dull and ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be
greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career
however humble;
it is a real possession in the
changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you
to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself.
Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit
to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore, be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.
With all its sham,
drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.”
~ Max Ehrmann
Artist~Lori Preusch 'great adventure'
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hungryfictions · 3 years
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maya angelou in a 2010 facebook post / lori preusch - one thousand stories high, 2016 / vintage library card from the public library of toronto / ta-nehisi coates, between the world and me / matilda (1996) / two pictures from “why our future depends on libraries, reading and daydreaming”, a 2018 photo essay with words by neil gaiman & art by chris riddell / caitlin moran, moranthology / istanbul modern library, turkey / tianjin binhai library, china / real biblioteca del monastario de el escorial, spain / jean-paul sartre, the words / lemony snicket, horseradish / ekua holmes - girl - literature, 2015
i was made for the library
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johnny-van-voorhees · 6 years
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Lori Preusch art
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Lori Preusch
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plaisirdelire · 7 years
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Lori Preusch
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touchn2btouched · 4 years
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Trust your own instinct. Your mistakes might as well be your own, instead of someone else’s.
BILLY WILDER
Art by Lori Preusch
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tinastar2 · 5 years
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Artist: Lori Preusch
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liliroggero-art · 6 years
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"Morning Glory"
Lori Preusch
#illustration
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thewordsmithmagic · 5 years
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I tied for First Place in 2017 for Dandelion Press Micro-Fiction Contest featuring the fine art of Lori Preusch.
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petitpoulailler · 7 years
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Lori Preusch “Lost in Literature”
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rcox808 · 2 years
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“I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.”~ Paul Simon
Artist~Lori+Preusch
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medellyn · 7 years
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by Lori Preusch
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dp237 · 7 years
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Because of Libraries We Can Say These Things She is holding the book close to her body, carrying it home on the cracked sidewalk, down the tangled hill. If a dog runs at her again, she will use the book as a shield. She looked hard among the long lines of books to find this one. When they start talking about money, when the day contains such long and hot places, she will go inside. An orange bed is waiting. Story without corners. She will have two families. They will eat at different hours. She is carrying a book past the fire station and the five and dime. What this town has not given her the book will provide; a sheep, a wilderness of new solutions. The book has already lived through its troubles. The book has a calm cover, a straight spine. When the step returns to itself, as the best place for sitting, and the old men up and down the street are latching their clippers, she will not be alone. She will have a book to open and open and open. Her life starts here...~ Naomi Shihab Nye Artist~Lori Preusch
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tinastar2 · 5 years
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Artist: Lori Preusch
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