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When I become an empty box...
I won't talk so loud. You will find me in the corner, sitting quietly. To observe. To absorb. To be present. To listen.
To collect the little pieces of life, in this empty box.
“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. Medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love… these are what we stay alive for.”
John Keating, Dead Poets Society (via cassidypanda)(Source: moviesaremyreality)
