Sublime
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She was a harbinger of the sub rosa, the new world awaiting me in just a few weeks.
Paul Kalanithi • When Breath Becomes Air
Contrition
Haruki Murakami • 1Q84: Books 1 and 2
filled with the kind of determined cheer that masked a deeper despair.
Ruth Ozeki • The Book of Form and Emptiness: A Novel
EVERY EVENING, at dusk, we began burning our things: old bank statements and diaries, Buddhist family altars, wooden
Julie Otsuka • The Buddha in the Attic
crudités
Haruki Murakami • 1Q84: Books 1 and 2
And we knew it would only be a matter of time until all traces of us were gone.
Julie Otsuka • The Buddha in the Attic
Contemplating their loss, I could relate to Henry David Thoreau, who, a hundred and seventy years earlier, living not far from where I live now, wrote about mourning the loss of a tree just like mine: A plant which it has taken two centuries to perfect, rising by slow stages into the heavens, has this afternoon ceased to exist . . . Why does not th
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