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Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a letter featured in The Letters of Edna St. Vincent Millay
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“A delicate drowsiness is leading me into your gardens,”
— Anna Akhmatova, tr. by Judith Hemschemeyer, from The complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova; “To the artist”
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Mahmoud Darwish, from Unfortunately, It Was Paradise: Selected Poems; “The Night There,” (edited)
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“Today is the winter solstice. The planet tilts just so to its star, lists and holds circling in a fixed tension between veering and longing, and spins helpless, exalted, in and out of that fleet blazing touch. […] I won’t see this year again, not again so innocent; and longing wrapped round my throat like a scarf.”
— Annie Dillard, from Pilgrim at Tinker Creek (Harper’s, 1974)
Kōtarō Takamura, tr. by Hiroaki Sato, from Chieko & Other Poems; "Two Under the Tree,"
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Natalie Díaz, from “I, Minotaur”, Postcolonial Love Poem
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“And this urge to run away from what I love is a sort of sadism I no longer pretend to understand.”
— Martha Gellhorn, from a letter to Stanley Pennell featured in Selected Letters of Martha Gellhorn
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quote from Tôkyô-Girls
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“To also lurk in the gutter is to be sublime.”
— Ahmed Salman
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wheres that quote from a letter melville wrote to hawthrone that always manages to makes me insane
found it
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Marina Tsvetaeva, from “Poem of the End”, Bride of Ice: New Selected Poems
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“If the full moon loves you, why worry about the stars?”
— Tunisian Proverb
Ocean Vuong, from "Skinny Dipping", Time Is a Mother
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Chris Bursk, Ovid at fifteen
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cruelty is so easy. youre not special for choosing it
"The trouble is that we have a bad habit, encouraged by pedants and sophisticates, of considering happiness as something rather stupid. Only pain is intellectual, only evil interesting. This is the treason of the artist; a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain."
-Ursula K. LeGuin, The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas