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Euripides, from Grief Lessons: Four Plays; translated by Anne Carson
Text ID: MEGARA: You love the light so much? / AMPHIYRYON: I do, I love its hopes.
i want to be a sweet and friendly girl but there’s all this anxiety. and the horrors
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“The fear of becoming old is born of the recognition that one is not living now the life that one wishes. It is equivalent to a sense of abusing the present.”
― Susan Sontag, Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963
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“I’ve been looking out of a window for eighteen years, dreaming about what I might feel like when those lights rise in the sky.”
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