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Hello, sun in my face. Hello you who made the morning and spread it over the fields...Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness.

Mary Oliver

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Mary Oliver
Age: 83 †
Born: 1935
Born: September 10
Died: 2019
Died: January 17
Climate Activist
Novelist
Poet
Writer
Maple Heights
Ohio
Mary Jane Oliver
Start
Hello
Face
Spread
Happiness
Kindness
Faces
Sun
Made
Fields
Watches
Watch
Morning

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Instructions for living a life. Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.
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I worked probably 25 years by myself, just writing and working, not trying to publish much, not giving readings.
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To live in this world, you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.
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Today I am altogether without ambition. Where did I get such wisdom?
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... to write well it is entirely necessary to read widely and deeply. Good poems are the best teachers.
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Everybody has to have their little tooth of power. Everybody wants to be able to bite.
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This is the first, wildest, and wisest thing I know, that the soul exists, and that it is built entirely out of attention.
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Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore unsuitable. I don't really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of praying, as you no doubt have yours. Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible.
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Poetry is a serious business literature is the apparatus through which the world tries to keep intact its important ideas and feelings.
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And who will care, who will chide you if you wander away from wherever you are, to look for your soul?
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There is only one question: / how to love this world.
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You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.
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He is exactly the poem I wanted to write.
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There are a hundred paths through the world that are easier than loving. But who wants easier?
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Love yourself. Then forget it. Then, love the world.
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Attention is the beginning of devotion.
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