Horses grazing on the Mongolian steppe at dusk, with distant gers and rolling green hills

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MORI

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The horse, the forest, and the end of all things —three words, one Maison

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Whoever writes in blood and proverbs does not want to be read, but to be learned by the heart.

— Friedrich Nietzsche

Nicholas Martinez — Founder & Editor

— On the House of MORI

Our goal is to serve as a welcoming host to all thinkers whether they are a Classical European Essayist, a Zen Poet, or a Shamanic Tengriist— they all can find rest, refuge, and hospitality with us.We believe that there is a certain art to life and civilization. All creation resides in this craft and it is as varied yet universal as the sky itself.

MORI means horse in Mongolian, forest in Japanese, and death in Latin. Three vastly different lands of varied blood — whose civilizational legacy cannot be questioned.

We publish not only essays on European literature but the greater canon of the world. From Zen Poems to Shakespearean Theatre we appreciate it all.

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It is only when the practitioner crosses the threshold of another dimension, where the sensation of fullness is realized through a stable treading of the way, that words become more tangible.

— Miyamoto Musashi · 宮本武蔵

It takes all of our life to learn how to live, and — something that may surprise you more — it takes just as long to learn how to die.

— Seneca

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A small but growing circle of writers, scholars, and translators who seek cultural and intellectual exploration not in spite of the modern world, but in bold overcoming of it.

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A man without a horse is like a bird without wings.

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