How to begin to find a shape--to begin to begin again,
turning the inside out : to find one phrase that will
lie married beside another for delight . ?
--William Carlos Williams, from Paterson, Book III.
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When we see the beauty of the snow, when we see the beauty of the full moon, when we see the beauty of the cherries in bloom, when in short we brush against and are awakened by the beauty of the four seasons, it is then that we think most of those close to us, and want them to share the pleasure. (Yasunari Kawabata)
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