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“Who climbs with toil, wheresoe’er,
Shall find wings waiting there.”

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source: “Going Down Hill on a Bicycle: A Boy’s Song,” in In a Garden: and Other Poems (New York: Macmillan and Company, 1895), 55.

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“Ultimately I look upon writing as wings. We are pedestrians, we walk along the earth; we may love the earth, but the moment of absolute magic is when our imagination allows us to take flights into vaster, more entrancing worlds.”

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source: The Diary of Anaïs Nin (Vol 7, 1966–1974) (New York: Harcourt Brace Jovanovich, 1980), 85.

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notes: from spring, 1969 entry in Nin's diary

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