Christmas Eve, I give him packages which I open for him, since the bows and paper represent more labor than he could manage: music videos by the Nashville singers he thinks particularly sexy, fleece-lined slippers decorated with images of bacon and eggs, and a book about breeds of dogs. He says he wishes he had something for me to open, but I don’t want anything except to have him here. There’s nothing more he could give me than his life, right now, his being with me. Mark Doty
CALVIN:This whole Santa Claus thing just doesn't make sense. Why all the secrecy? Why all the mystery? If the guy exists why doesn't he ever show himself and prove it? And if he doesn't exist what's the meaning of all this? H O B B...
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Bill Watterson
No matter how much falls on us, we keep plowing ahead. That's the only way to keep the roads clear.
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Greg Kincaid
Mistletoe, " said Luna dreamily, pointing at a large clump of white berries placed almost over Harry's head. He jumped out from under it. "Good thinking, " said Luna seriously. "It's often infested with nargles.
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J.k. Rowling
And in despair I bowed my head;" There is no peace on earth, " I said;" For hate is strong, And mocks the song Of peace on earth, good-will to men! " Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:" God is not dead, nor...
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
One true king knew when to step aside and give up the reins of power–to remove his crown and relinquish his kingdom–all for the sake of glimpsing, just once in a lifetime, the face of a holy child. He was the Fourth to follow the...
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Vera Nazarian
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...
