Earl Wild - Reminiscences of Snow White

When it snows it gets really quiet because snow actually absorbs sound. So when you get a snowstorm, it’s like soundproofing for the entire planet. Sometimes I wish it would snow and never stop snowing.
— Atypical
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Solitary pursuits, yet absolutely not alone 

we have the companionship of all the magic around us 

the rhythms of poetry, the colors of music, the stories of a tree, all the strangers we meet in all the non-intersections of time, yet still, hello, welcome. I love you. 



“I am honored (and humbled), to help you see, (to see with you)…”


A thousand splendid suns. 

Great children’s books move young hearts, yes, but they also move the great common heart that beats in the chest of humanity by articulating in the language of children, which is the language of simplicity and absolute sincerity, the elemental truths of being: what it means to love, what it means to be mortal, what it means to live with our fragilities and our frissons. As such, children’s books are miniature works of philosophy, works of wonder and wonderment that bypass our ordinary resistances and our cerebral modes of understanding, entering the backdoor of consciousness with their soft, surefooted gait to remind us who and what we are.
— Brain Pickings
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