How strange and lovely is it to be anything at all.
Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities.- George R.R. Martin
Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
When it's over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.
To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work.
Instructions for living a life. Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.
I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.
Listen--are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?
I simply do not distinguish between work and play.
Poetry isn't a profession, it's a way of life. It's an empty basket; you put your life into it and make something out of that.
- Mary Oliver
A Thousand Mornings (Poetry) By- Mary Oliver
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- JoinedNovember 8, 2015