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So every day So every day I was surrounded by the beautiful crying forth of the ideas of God, one of which was you.

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
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You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.
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Because of the dog’s joyfulness, our own is increased. It is no small gift.
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Attention is the beginning of devotion.
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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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There were times over the years when life was not easy, but if you're working a few hours a day and you've got a good book to read, and you can go outside to the beach and dig for clams, you're okay.
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Do you love this world? Do you cherish your humble and silky life? Do you adore the green grass, with its terror beneath?
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And I say to my heart: rave on.
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I consider myself kind of a reporter - one who uses words that are more like music and that have a choreography. I never think of myself as a poet I just get up and write.
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I read the way a person might swim, to save his or her life. I wrote that way too.
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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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You never know / What opportunity / Is going to travel to you, / Or through you.
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I learned to build bookshelves and brought books to my room, gathering them around me thickly. I read by day and into the night. I thought about perfectibility, and deism, and adjectives, and clouds, and the foxes, I locked my door, from the inside, and leaped from the roof and went to the woods, by day or darkness.
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The sea isn't a place but a fact, and a mystery.
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Belief isn't always easy. But this much I have learned--- if not enough else--- to live with my eyes open.
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Don't we all die someday and someday comes all too soon? What will you do with your own wild, glorious chance at this thing we call life.
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... the natural world is the old river that runs through everything, and I think poets will forever fish along its shores.
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You want to cry aloud for your mistakes. But to tell the truth the world doesn't need any more of that sound.
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Attention without feeling is only a report.
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Poetry is a river many voices travel in it poem after poem moves along in the exciting crests and falls of the river waves. None is timeless each arrives in an historical context almost everything, in the end, passes. But the desire to make a poem, and the world's willingness to receive it--indeed the world's need of it--these never pass.
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Today I am altogether without ambition. Where did I get such wisdom?
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