“I want to be good. I can’t bear the idea of my soul being hideous.”
— Oscar Wilde

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“I want to be good. I can’t bear the idea of my soul being hideous.”
— Oscar Wilde
Saeed Jones, How We Fight for Our Lives
aristotle and dante discover the secrets of the universe, benjamín alire sáenz // moon song, phoebe bridgers
Gillian Flynn, Sharp Objects // Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
“Grief and rage - you need to contain that, to put a frame around it, where it can play itself out without you or your kin having to die. There is a theory that watching unbearable stories about other people lost in grief and rage is good for you - may cleanse you of your darkness.”
Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides
“Give me blood and rage and / a heart for horror; teach me to be / tough enough to face this world / still standing. Make a Fury of me.”
Elizabeth Hewer, from “Finding Ariadne” in Wishing for Birds
“Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.”
Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides
Mumford & Sons, “Lover’s Eyes”
“A wild longing for strong emotions and sensations seethes in me, a rage against this toneless, flat, normal and sterile life. I have a mad impulse to smash something, a warehouse, perhaps, or a cathedral, or myself,”
Herman Hesse, Steppenwolf
“…is it better to throw yourself head first and laughing into the holy rage calling your name?”
Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch
“There is love in me the likes of which you’ve never seen. There is rage in me the likes of which should never escape.”
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
“We, hurt by ourselves, keen / to be hurters and keen / to be hurt back deep inside. / We, like weapons laid / beside anger asleep.”
Rainer Maria Rilke, The Poetry of Rilke; “Antistrophes” (tr. Edward Snow)
“…she did not allow herself tears. When she did cry, she would explain her tears in this way: ‘I am not weeping, I am bursting with rage.’”
Gabriella Fiori, from Simone Weil: An Intellectual Biography
“Isn’t all that rage so ugly? / And isn’t it mine, still? / Good god, isn’t it mine?”
Ashe Vernon, from “Buried,” Not a Girl
Ada Limón, from “The Good Fight”
“What are we made of but hunger and rage?”
Anne Carson, excerpt of To Compostela
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar
Tony Hoagland, from “Peaceful Transition”, What Narcissism Means to Me
The Woman Who Invented Love (Jean Garrett, 1979)
Fairytale Hair @ Rodarte Spring 2018
gillian flynn / janet fitch
october, mary oliver
donna tartt // florence + the machine // richard siken // maggie stiefvater // emily bronte
“I had two longings and one was fighting the other. I wanted to be loved and I wanted to be always alone.” —Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea
“Alone. That’s the only way. [Alone]” — Virginia Woolf, The Complete Works of Virginia Woolf; Selected Diaries
“I? I walk alone;” —Sylvia Plath, Soliloquy of the Solipsist
“Now I know: I’m alone. I and my freedom that I don’t know how to use. Great responsibility of solitude. Whoever isn’t lost doesn’t know freedom and love it. As for me, I own up to my solitude that sometimes falls into ecstasy as before fireworks. I am alone and must live a certain intimate glory that in solitude can become pain. And the pain, silence.” —Clarice Lispector, Água Viva
“There are not two of us. Each of us is alone.” — Marguerite Duras, No More / C’est Tout
Hove angels; ivy.
Hove Cemetery, East Sussex.
bite the hand - boy genius // seeing red - @/its_not_safe_here on instagram // cop car - mitski // i know the end - phoebe bridgers // unknown // wishbone - richard siken // sylvia plath // gleipner - walter ford // cursedsuggestion