Ever come across something, a song, a quote, a poem, and think man I wish I wrote that! Happened the other day re: the words below:

“This is what it is to love an artist: The moon is always rising above your house. The houses of your neighbors look dull and lacking in moonlight. But he is always going away from you. Inside his head there is always something more beautiful.”

–from Eurydice by Sarah Ruhl

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