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Does it matter whether you hate yourself? At least love your eyes that can see, your mind that can hear the music, the thunder of the wings.
Robinson Jeffers
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Robinson Jeffers
Age: 75 †
Born: 1887
Born: January 10
Died: 1962
Died: January 20
Peace Activist
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Pittsburg
Pennsylvania
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Corruption never has been compulsory when the cities lie at the monster's feet there are left the mountains.
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The heads of strong old age are beautiful beyond all grace of youth.
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A little too abstract, a little too wise, It is time for us to kiss the earth again, It is time to let the leaves rain from the skies, Let the rich life run to the roots again.
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We might remember ... not to fear death it is the only way to be cleansed.
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Cruelty is a part of nature, at least of human nature, but it is the one thing that seems unnatural to us.
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Oh heavy change. The world deteriorates like a rotting apple, worms and a skin.
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God is a lion that comes in the night. God is a hawk gliding among the stars-- If all the stars and the earth, and the living flesh of the night that flows in between them, and whatever is beyond them Were that one bird. He has a bloody beak and harsh talons, he pounces and tears.
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They import and they consume reality.
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If you should look for this place after a handful of lifetimes: Perhaps of my planted forest a few May stand yet, dark-leaved Australians or the coast cypress, haggard With storm-drift but fire and the axe are devils. Look for foundations of sea-worn granite, my fingers had the art To make stone love stone, you will find some remnant.
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The world's in a bad way, my man, And bound to be worse before it mends Better lie up in the mountain here Four or five centuries, While the stars go over the lonely ocean.
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Meteors are not needed less than mountains: shine, perishing republic.
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It seems to me that this whole alone is worthy of the deeper sort of love and that there is peace, freedom, I might say a kind of salvation, in turning one's affections outward toward this one God, rather than inwards on one's self, or on humanity, or on human imaginations and abstractions - the world of the spirits.
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Imagination, the traitor of the mind, has taken my solitude and slain it.
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Humanity is the start of the race I say Humanity is the mould to break away from, the crust to break through, the coal to break into fire, The atom to be split.
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The tides are in our veins.
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Happy people die whole, they are all dissolved in a moment, they have had what they wanted.
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The greatest beauty is organic wholeness, the wholeness of life and things, the divine beauty of the universe.
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You making haste on decay: not blameworthy life is good, be it stubbornly long or suddenly A mortal splendor: meteors are not needed less than mountains: shine, perishing republic.
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