In at least one respect California — the California we are talking about — resembles Eden: it is assumed that those who absent themselves from its blessings have been banished, exiled by some perversity of heart.
— Joan Didionm
 
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What is straight? A line can be straight, or a street, but the human heart, oh, no, it’s curved like a road through mountains.
— Tennessee Williams
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I am a frayed and nibbled survivor in a fallen world, and I am getting along. I am aging and eaten and have done my share of eating too. I am not washed and beautiful, in control of a shining world in which everything fits, but instead am wandering awed about on a splintered wreck I’ve come to care for, whose gnawed trees breathe a delicate air, whose bloodied and scarred creatures are my dearest companions, and whose beauty beats and shines not in its imperfections but overwhelmingly in spite of them, under the wind-rent clouds, upstream and down.
— Annie Dillard
 
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Be not a slave of your own past, plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far so you shall come back with self-respect with new power with an advanced experience that shall explain and overlook the old.
— Anonymous
 
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The world of learning is so broad, and the human soul is so limited in power! We reach forth and strain every nerve, but we seize only a bit of the curtain that hides the infinite from us.
— Maria Mitchell
 
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Photos by Kelli Rad