The Bits and Pieces of Being Human.
“For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.” -Vincent van Gogh
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For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen: a gaseous nebula must collapse.
This is not your destruction.
This is your birth.
Solitude is my undoing.
From The Waves by Virginia Woolf
The act is beautiful if it provokes, and in our throat reveals, song.
― Jean Genet, The Thief’s Journal (via