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facinaoris:

Poem Without a Hero & Selected Poems, Anna Akhmatova

thoughtkick:

“You will hear thunder and remember me, and think: she wanted storms.”

— Anna Akhmatova, You Will Hear Thunder

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philosophors:

“If you knew what was going to happen, if you knew everything that was going to happen next—if you knew in advance the consequences of your own actions—you’d be doomed. You’d be ruined as God. You’d be a stone. You’d never eat or drink or laugh or get out of bed in the morning. You’d never love anyone, ever again. You’d never dare to.”

— Margaret Atwood, “The Blind Assassin”

derangedrhythms:

And worst of all, silence also betrayed her.

Alejandra Pizarnik, Selected Poems: Shadow’s Texts; from ‘Some Shadow’s Texts’, tr. Cecilia Rossi

derangedrhythms:

—I must have you […] My very soul demands you: it will be satisfied, or it will take deadly vengeance on its frame.

Charlotte Brontë, from ‘Jane Eyre’

derangedrhythms:

Only leave me my death—let me hold this one thing sacred and unmolested and secret—

Catherynne M. Valente, from ‘Deathless’

derangedrhythms:

My heart pulsed to the syllables of his name.

Janet Fitch, from ‘The Revolution of Marina M.’

philosophors:

“Wasn’t that the definition of home? Not where you are from, but where you are wanted.”

— Abraham Verghese, “Cutting for Stone”

philosophors:

“Love blurs your vision; but after it recedes, you can see more clearly than ever. It’s like the tide going out, revealing whatever’s been thrown away and sunk: broken bottles, old gloves, rusting pop cans, nibbled fishbodies, bones. This is the kind of thing you see if you sit in the darkness with open eyes, not knowing the future.”

— Margaret Atwood, “Cat’s Eye”

philosophors:

“Forces beyond your control can take away everything you possess except one thing, your freedom to choose how you will respond to the situation.”

— Viktor Frankl, “Man’s Search for Meaning”

philosophors:

“Maybe this is why we read, and why in moments of darkness we return to books: to find words for what we already know.”

— Alberto Manguel, “A Reading Diary: A Passionate Reader’s Reflections on a Year of Books”

luthienne:

I kept on with clenched teeth, I said to myself: it will end.

Elena Ferrante, from The Story of a New Name (translated from the Italian by Ann Goldstein)

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garbji:

“My soul will find yours.”

— Jude Deveraux, A Knight in Shining Armor (via noorshirazie)

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weltenwellen:

Jenny Slate, Little Weirds

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legobatjoker:

[ID: a google doc with the italicized text: “orpheus loves eurydice.” “loves” has a blue underline under it, which is signalling that it should be autocorrected to “and.” End ID.]

literally emo over this autocorrect . like it’s right… there’s no need for “orpheus loves eurydice” as a statement. the evidence is already there: orpheus and eurydice

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