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While creating this site I did my own non-scientific research, leading me to a conclusion: happy people sleep well. I also noticed that happiness often takes the form of feeling rather than state and can last for just several minutes, leaving a wonderful trace of joy. From childhood I remember that these feelings frequently appeared when I was read beautiful poems, fairytales or nature depictions. The power of words was so strong that it always tricked my brain to believe that the experience was real and I am the part of the scenery. I talked to many people and most agreed that beautiful images or wordings possess a magic gift to induce us with calm and peace. English is my second language and I grew to love it by constantly searching and finding exquisite English passages to read before falling asleep. Here I will start sharing some of them with you and will be adding more and more as time goes by… Wish you enjoy them and write me to share your thoughts or suggest more extracts.
The night gracefully descended on the wings of stars. Fresh crispy sheets welcomed the tired body. The voice started slowly, carefully pacing each word, entering consciousness and replacing daily thoughts.. No plot or direction, just leisurely flowing words, invoking beautiful images and scenes: "
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"…in the forest the wind blew free, and the sunlight with wandering hands of gold moved the tremulous leaves aside. There were flowers, too..."
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"…And she sang a marvellous song... of the gardens of the sea where the great filigrane fans of coral wave all day long, and the fish dart about like silver birds, and the anemones cling to ..."
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"…A mile beyond all was bright with the colors of sunset, and spanning the canyon in the graceful shape arid beautiful hues of a rainbow was a magnificent stone bridge.
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"…Long lines of pink fire ran level with the eastern horizon, which appeared to recede as day brightened. A bank of thin, fleecy clouds was turning rose. To the south and west the sky was dark; but every moment it ..."
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When the bright sunset fills
The silver woods with light, the green slope throws
Its shadows in the hollows of the hills..."
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The evening came; the golden vane
A moment in the sunset glanced, ..."
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"...The days, were still and long, and the nights full of peace. The air was good, for nothing but the wild creatures breathed it, and the firs had touched it with their ..."
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"There was one place where I loved to sit because from it I saw the mountains spread before me and below, a lake to which at dusk..."
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"The night, dark as soot, descended in deep silence on sea and shore. We could not see the water, we only felt..."
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"While sailing a little south of the Plata on one very dark night, the sea presented a wonderful and most beautiful spectacle. There was a fresh breeze, and every..."
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" … the sun astonished me with its power. The solar rays easily crossed this aqueous mass and dispersed its dark colors. … Farther on, the bottom was tinted with fine..."
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