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The point of art is not simply to express ourselves, but to create an external, concrete form in which the soul of our lives can be evoked and contained.

Clarissa Pinkola Estes

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Clarissa Pinkola Estes
Age: 79
Born: 1945
Born: January 27
Poet
Psychologist
Writer
Indiana
United States
Clarissa Pinkola Estes
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It's not the failure that holds us back but the reluctance to begin over again that causes us to stagnate.
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A runner is real when she takes the first step.
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Dogs are the magicians of the universe.
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The deterioration of symbols is natural. They wear out, needing to be reclaimed, recreated returned to the spirit.
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Freud's translator accidentally omitted 'fashion' in the psychoanalytic list of primary instinctual drives along with the drive to sexuality there is the drive to wear odd garments that may cut off circulation, occlude vision, make toes grow sideways, cause riots.
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Be proud of your scars. They have everything to do with your strength, and what you've endured. They're a treasure map to the deep self.
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God forgives us. ... Who am I not to forgive?
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