I used to walk out, at night, to the breakwater which divides the end of the harbor form the broad moor of the salt marsh. There was nothing to block the wind that had picked up speed and vigor from its Atlantic crossing. I’d study the stars in their brilliant blazing, the diaphanous swath of the milk Way, the distant glow of Boston backlighting the clouds on the horizon as if they’d been drawn there in smudgy charcoal. I felt, perhaps for the first time, particularly American, embedded in American history, here at the nation’s slender tip. Here our westering impulse, having flooded the continent and turned back, finds itself face to face with the originating Atlantic, November’s chill, salt expanses, what Hart Crane called the “unfettered leewardings, ” here at the end of the world. Mark Doty
When someone loves you, the way they talk about you is different. You feel safe and comfortable.
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Jess C. Scott
The man of knowledge must be able not only to love his enemies but also to hate his friends.
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Friedrich Nietzsche
You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection
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Sharon Salzberg
In youth, it was a way I had, To do my best to please. And change, with every passing lad To suit his theories. But now I know the things I know And do the things I do, And if you do not like me...
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Dorothy Parker
You can search throughout the entire universe for someone who is more deserving of your love and affection than you are yourself, and that person is not to be found anywhere. You, yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and...
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Sharon Salzberg
More Quotes By Mark Doty
Love, I think, is a gateway to the world, not an escape from it.
And then we ease him out of that worn-out body with a kiss, and he's gone like a whisper, the easiest breath.
What did you think, that joy / was some slight thing?
The physical reinvention of the world is endless, relentless, fascinating, exhaustive; nothing that seems solid is. If you could stand at just a little distance in time, how fluid and shape-shifting physical reality would be, everything hurrying into some other form, even concrete, even stone.
...words can help us to see what is graceful or human where lovelines and humanity seem to fail...
