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Too many people, too many demands, too much to do competent, busy, hurrying people - It just isn't living at all.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
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Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Age: 94 †
Born: 1906
Born: June 22
Died: 2001
Died: February 7
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You can’t just write and write and put things in a drawer. They wither without the warm sun of someone else’s appreciation.
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The world has different owners at sunrise... Even your own garden does not belong to you. Rabbits and blackbirds have the lawns a tortoise-shell cat who never appears in daytime patrols the brick walls, and a golden-tailed pheasant glints his way through the iris spears.
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One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach. One can collect only a few, and they are more beautiful if they are few.
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To give without any reward, or any notice, has a special quality of its own.
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I think one must do the thing -- whatever it is (and it changes from time to time) -- that unites you to the flowing stream of the world. At any price, one must do it first. Otherwise one can do nothing, nothing at all. One is out of touch, out of grace.
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The nicest gifts are those left, nameless and quiet, unburdened with love, or vanity, or the desire for attention.
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The wave of the future is coming and there is no fighting it.
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And if flying, like a glass-bottomed bucket, can give you that vision, that seeing eye, which peers down on the still world below the choppy waves - it will always remain magic.
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Nothing feeds the center of being so much as creative work.
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If you surrender completely to the moments as they pass, you live more richly those moments.
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... writing letters is thinking, just as talking to you is thinking.
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It is not restful, it is not possible to talk wholeheartedly to more than one person at a time. You can't really talk with a person unless you surrender to them, for the moment (all other talk is futile). You can't surrender to more than one person a moment.
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I feel we are all islands - in a common sea.
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We have so little faith in the ebb and flow of life, of love, of relationships. We leap at the flow of time and resist in terror its ebb. We are afraid it will never return. We insist on permanency, on duration, on continuity when the only continuity possible in life, as in love, is in growth, in fluidity - in freedom.
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The most exhausting thing in life, I have discovered, is being insincere. That is why so much of social life is exhausting one is wearing a mask. I have shed my mask.
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Go for a short walk in a soft rain - lovely - so many wild flowers startling me through the woods and a lawn sprinkled with dandelions, like a night with stars. And through it all the sound of soft rain like the sound of innumerable earthworms stirring in the ground.
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Grief can't be shared. Everyone carries it alone. His own burden in his own way.
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I do not believe that sheer suffering teaches. If suffering alone taught, all the world would be wise, since everyone suffers. To suffering must be added mourning, understanding, patience, love, openness and the willingness to remain vulnerable.
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This is what one thirsts for, I realize, after the smallness of the day, of work, of details, of intimacy - even of communication, one thirsts for the magnitude and universality of a night full of stars, pouring into one like a fresh tide.
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What release to write so that one forgets oneself, forgets one's companion, forgets where one is or what one is going to do next to be drenched in sleep or in the sea. Pencils and pads and curling blue sheets alive with letters heap up on the desk.
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