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La nostalgia vivía en sus ojos...
Leila Chatti, “Tea”
Grief is the only proof that I love and I love well. Love and grief are actually intertwined with each other and as "Akif Kichloo" once wrote, "the opposite of grief is not laughter or happiness or joy. It is love. It is love. It is love."
“Dichoso el pensamiento de creer que podemos ser eternos, cuando el aire y la tierra están repletos de vidas que han pasado - Y acabado! - y que presuntuosa - en verdad - la promesa de resurrección.”
— Emily Dickinson
Charles Baudelaire, from Modern Poets of France: A Bilingual Anthology (trans. Louis Simpson)
Recordé que el mundo era grande, y que un diverso campo de esperanzas y miedos, de sensaciones y emociones, esperaba a ellos que tenían el valor de lanzarse a su vastedad, de buscar el verdadero conocimiento de la vida entre sus peligros.
-Anne with an E
El secreto de Adeline (2015)
“Creo que ciertas personas son como son por ciertas razones que no podemos juzgar necesariamente sin saber”
“Los pupitres saturados de poemas tallados. Libros de amarillentas hojas gastadas con cartas guardadas en su interior.”
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I think of him ever; is it because he is vanished that the dark image haunts me?
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath — 5th April 1956
At owl-call the old ghosts flock
Sylvia Plath, Collected Poems; from ‘Old Ladies’ Home’
I need Ghibli therapy where some utter magic nonsense happens to me and it’s all very weird but there’s some nice people and when it’s over I come out of it a more complete person
-Mario Benedetti
“Por eso te admiro tanto, porque te ríes como si nunca te hubieran hecho sufrir.”
— Lonely (via humanismo-nostalgico)
“Be patient when things are not going right. Accept that what is yours will come to you in the right way at just the right moment.”
— Unknown
¿Por qué nadie me dijo que no envejecerías conmigo?
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