maybe this chapter would’ve had the faintest whisper of love about it. (gabrielle zevin)
every now and then, i’ll come across a song that stops me in my tracks. 9 crimes, by damien rice, is such a song. i include the lyrics here because, on their own, they say so much. paired with the music, though, this song says so much more. absolutely achingly beautiful. (many thanks to a.j.b. [...]
this is a photograph of planet earth taken in 1990 by voyager 1 from a record distance, showing it against the vastness of space. by request of carl sagan, NASA commanded the voyager 1 spacecraft, having completed its primary mission and now leaving the solar system, to turn its camera around and to take a [...]
three years ago today, blood was shed in a place that was my home. i pause today to remember. we are virginia tech. the hokie nation embraces our own and reaches out with open heart and hands to those who offer their hearts and minds. we are strong, and brave, and innocent, and unafraid. we [...]
once, i spoke the language of the flowers. (shel silverstein)
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