“Take away this mask of flesh and bone and see me for my soul alone.”
— Jay Asher
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“Take away this mask of flesh and bone and see me for my soul alone.”
— Jay Asher
“It’s nice when someone remembers small details about you.”
— Unknown
my love language is the same as a crow. if you’re nice to me i’ll bring you useless little trinkets from my travels that made me think of you
Nina Mclaughlin, from "Wake, Siren," originally published in November 2019
A hug so deep it touches the soul
no one ever talks about the 6th love language (being annoying)
آخر الكلمات التي قالها الأديب دوستويفسكي لزوجته وهو على فراش الموت: “أنا أحبكِ و لم أخُنكِ حتى في الذاكرة”
The final words of the famous Russian writer Dostoyevsky to his wife: “I loved you and did not cheat on you once, even in my thoughts”
should have left me alone if I wasn't what you wanted
-versesofourhearts
—Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz, tr. by Judith Thurman, from "She Satisfies A Fear with the Rhetoric Tears,"
“You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame; how could you rise anew if you have not first become ashes?”
— Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra (originally published 1885)
— Faith Alexandria, Undeserving
Sylvia Plath, "Three Women"
I hate it when someone makes me feel stupid for being myself