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“Going up that river was like travelling back to the earliest beginnings of the world, when vegetation rioted on the earth and the big trees were kings.”
“Even extreme grief may ultimately vent itself in violence—but more generally takes the form of apathy.”
-Joseph Conrad, “Heart of Darkness”
—Sylvia Plath, “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath” (via lifeinpoetry)
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My eye caught a dark form lying on the river bottom. It took me a few moments to comprehend what I had stumbled upon. Lying peacefully in the shallow waters of the river, only a few meters from shore, was a full-grown cougar. The contrast between the serenity of the scene I was witnessing and what must have played out here in the cougar’s final moments made me shiver. It was the first shiver of many, as I stripped down and waded out into the icy water to get this shot. x
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— Hugh Laurie (via mirnah)
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