half agony, half hope

Still Innocence by Maéna Paillet

“I don’t know if I believe in rage as something always acting in opposition to tenderness. I believe, more often, in the two as braided together. Two elements of trying to survive in a world once you have an understanding of that world’s capacity for violence.”

“If love is a room of broken glass, leave me to dance until my feet are memory. If love is a hole wide enough to be a god’s mouth, let me plunge into that holy dark & forget the color of light.”

There wasn’t anyway for anyone to settle in You made a slow disaster out of me

“I love that sweet smell of decay that surrounds me in forests and woods. A kind of mulchy, deep, rich rot that has no connotation of death or ending, but rather of life and age. A sense of perpetual destruction and rebirth.”

“That time I thought I could not go any closer to grief without dying I went closer and I did not die.”

“You don’t need another human being to make your life complete, but let’s be honest. Having you wounds kissed by someone who doesn’t see them as disasters in your soul but cracks to put their love into is the most calming thing in this world.”

“Inhale and hold the evening in your lungs.”