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"It's okay to take a break when you're tired, you don't have to rush all the time."
-Kim Ji-Woo
Tell me something nice
Like flowers and blue skies
-Girl in Red
I'll be okay
You'll be okay too
All you need is time
To get you through
-Finding Hope
A precious, mouldering pleasure ’tis
To meet an antique book,
In just the dress his century wore;
A privilege, I think,
His venerable hand to take,
And warming in our own.
A passage back, or two, to make
To times when he was young.
His quaint opinions to inspect,
His knowledge to unfold
On what concerns our mutual mind,
The literature of old;
What interested scholars most,
What competitions ran
When Plato was a certainty,
And Sophocles a man
When Sappho was a living girl.
And Beatrice wore
The gown that Dante deified.
Facts, centuries before,
He traverses familiar,
As one should come to town
And tell you all our dreams come true:
He lived where dreams were born.
His presence is enchantment,
You beg him not to go;
Old volumes shake their vellum heads,
And tantalize, just so.
-Emily Dickenson