xxvii - there isn't love

 

xxvii

thrice three thrice

 
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all day the stars watch from long ago
my mother said I am going now
when you are alone you will be all right
whether or not you know you will know
look at the old house in the dawn rain
all the flowers are forms of water
the sun reminds them through a white cloud
touches the patchwork spread on the hill
the washed colors of the afterlife
that lived there long before you were born
see how they wake without a question
even though the whole world is burning

W. S. Merwin
 

xxvi - love is a juggler

 

xxvi

marathon

 
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davinci’s rhombicuboctahedron

 
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it is a curious thought, but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous that you realize just how much you love them

Agatha Christie
 

xxv - vows

 

xxv

solid silver quarters

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what marriage offers - and what fidelity is meant to protect - is the possibility of moments when what we have chosen and what we desire are the same. such a convergence obviously cannot be continuous. no relationship can continue very long at its highest emotional pitch. but fidelity prepares us for the return of these moments, which give us the highest joy we can know; that of union, communion, atonement (in the root sense of at-one-ment)

Wendell Berry
 

xxiv - wedding

 

xxiv

all in a day


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Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! for the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.

- Matthew Arnold

 
 

xxiii - were i a stone

xxiii

skidoo

 

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One may be tempted to assume that whenever we ask questions of nature, of the world there outside, there is reality existing independently of what can be said about it. We will now claim that such a position is void of any meaning. It is obvious that any property or feature of reality “out there” can only be based on information we receive. There cannot be any statement whatsoever about the world or about reality that is not based on such information. It therefore follows that the concept of a reality without at least the ability in principle to make statements about it to obtain information about its features is devoid of any possibility of confirmation or proof. This implies that the distinction between information, that is knowledge, and reality is devoid of any meaning.

- Anton Zeilinger 
 

xxii - looking for can't

 

xxii

catch


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imagine that half the world is hidden from you. half of the person sitting across from you has never been appreciated, half of the garden has never been seen or smelled, half of your own life has never been truly witnessed and appraised.

- Arthur Zajonc