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    Gabriel García Márquez
    “A short time later, when the carpenter was taking measurements for the coffin, through the window they saw a light rain of tiny yellow flowers falling. They fell on the town all through the night in a silent storm, and they covered the roofs and blocked the doors and smothered the animals who slept outdoors. So many flowers fell from the sky that in the morning the streets were carpeted with a compact cushion and they had to clear them away with shovels and rakes so that the funeral procession could pass by.”
    Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

  • #2
    Robert Frost
    “The Road Not Taken

    Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
    And sorry I could not travel both
    And be one traveler, long I stood
    And looked down one as far as I could
    To where it bent in the undergrowth;

    Then took the other, as just as fair,
    And having perhaps the better claim,
    Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
    Though as for that the passing there
    Had worn them really about the same,

    And both that morning equally lay
    In leaves no step had trodden black.
    Oh, I kept the first for another day!
    Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
    I doubted if I should ever come back.

    I shall be telling this with a sigh
    Somewhere ages and ages hence:
    Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
    I took the one less traveled by,
    And that has made all the difference.”
    Robert Frost

  • #3
    Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious
    “Tell me, what is it you plan to do
    with your one wild and precious life?”
    Mary Oliver

  • #4
    G.K. Chesterton
    “Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.”
    G.K. Chesterton, Alarms and Discursions

  • #5
    Shel Silverstein
    “If you are a dreamer come in
    If you are a dreamer a wisher a liar
    A hoper a pray-er a magic-bean-buyer
    If youre a pretender com sit by my fire
    For we have some flax golden tales to spin
    Come in!
    Come in!”
    Shel Silverstein

  • #6
    Let our scars fall in love.
    “Let our scars fall in love.”
    Galway Kinnell

  • #7
    Sylvia Plath
    “I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
    I lift my eyes and all is born again.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar



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