I wanted to know you moved and breathed in the same world with me.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, “Benediction”
From The Best Early Stories of F. Scott Fitzgerald (via liquidnight)

I want to think again of dangerous and noble things.
I want to be light and frolicsome.
I want to be improbable and beautiful and afraid of nothing,
as though I had wings.

Mary Oliver, Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
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