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Hélène Cixous, from The Selected Plays of Hélène Cixous; “Black Sail, White Sail”
Text ID: There’ll be no hymns to our glory. / History has cut our throats.
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old-school-romantics
Source: old-school-romantics
i cry because i’m human and i’m connected and there is immense sadness in the world. i cry because humanity is frightening. because one person consumed with self-hatred and armed with one gun can kill an entire room of people. i cry because shame propels so many of us. i cry because so many people forget how important it is to cry, are made to feel weak when they do. i cry because i want to close my eyes to the world. i cry because i can’t.
Mary Lambert, Shame Is an Ocean I Swim Across; “God Damn You, Sarah McLachlan”
and if we knew how far away we actually were
from true goodness
it would be a continent of hurt
Mary Lambert, Shame Is an Ocean I Swim Across; “After”
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how to with john wilson (2020)
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— Ilya Kaminsky | Deaf Republic
[Text ID: At the trial of God, we will ask: why did you allow all this? / And the answer will be an echo: why did you allow all this?]
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“Tragedy is the price of glory.”
— Dominique Venner
in The Shock of History
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Time is what we want most, but what, alas! we use worst; and for which God will certainly most strictly reckon with us, when Time shall be no more.
William Penn, in Some Fruits of Solitude (via tothetide)