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The music is playing strong. I was just lying on the couch in my room looking out casually and I saw with shock the roof, snow linted, shining in the moonlight. When I saw that, it hurt. I felt this awful pain. Does that make sense? A winter roof in the snow? There it was, beautiful and terrible. I thought I’d tell you. It made me cry. I don’t dare walk outside where the sky must hurt even extra with its full load of stars. The sky outside must ring. Do you remember how winter snow nights could ring? You’d think the trees would fall to their knees with it all night long. Yet, they do not. And still the stars sustain such interest. Such thoughts.

Anne Sexton, letter to Anne Clarke February 15, 1956 (via lifeinpoetry)

But the Hebrew word, the word timshel—‘Thou mayest’— that gives a choice. It might be the most important word in the world. That says the way is open. That throws it right back on a man. For if ‘Thou mayest’—it is also true that ‘Thou mayest not.

John Steinbeck, East of Eden (via wholelottaquotes)

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