
One of my favorite things to see is random people trying to interact with unfamiliar outdoor cats. Just standing there with a hand out, making kissy noises, maybe meowing at the cat while it ignores them. Mankind at its best and least dignified
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“Aphrodite, the glance of whose melting eyes is softer than sleep, whose arms flow like water,”— Antipater of Sidon, tr. by W. R. Paton, from “Greek Anthology; Epigrams,”
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“In November, the dread month, they suck the childhood out of the berries and turn them sour and inedible.”— Anne Sexton, from The Fallen Angels (via plathisms)
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