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[byzantinia]

( 140 )

I love beauty. I am a nihilist, but I love beauty.

( FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY)

[byzantinia]

( 139 )

Everything is crumbling and decrepit, but poetical, sad and beautiful in the extreme.

( ANTON CHEKHOV)

[byzantinia]

( 138 )

You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.

( ERNEST HEMINGWAY )

[byzantinia]

( 137 )

I miss you more than I remember you.

( OCEAN VUONG )

[byzantinia]

( 136 )

I desire violently—and I wait.

( ANAÏS NIN )

[byzantinia]

( 135 )

I'm searching for a phrase that will release everything that's pent up in me.

( HENRY MILLER )

[byzantinia]

( 134 )

The center of every love poem is this: I have loved you. I have to deal with that.

( SALMA DEERA )

[byzantinia]

( 133 )

I took a breath and listened to the old brag of my heart: I am, I am, I am.

( SYLVIA PLATH )

[byzantinia]

( 132 )

How can I describe my life to you? I think a lot, I listen to music. I'm fond of flowers.

( SUSAN SONTAG )

[byzantinia]

( 131 )

All suffering originates from craving, from attachment, from desire.

( EDGAR ALLAN POE )

[byzantinia]

( 130 )

I didn’t know how to belong. Longing? Yes. Belonging? No.

( JEANETTE WINTERSON )

[byzantinia]

( 129 )

Acceptance is a small, quiet room.

( CHERYL STRAYED )

[byzantinia]

( 128 )

You only have to let the soft animal in your body love what it loves.

( MARY OLIVER )

[byzantinia]

( 127 )

I release you, my beautiful and terrible fear. I release you.

( JOY HARJO )

[byzantinia]

( 126 )

Everything ends. Even pain, even sorrow.

( DORIANNE LAUX )

[byzantinia]

( 125 )

By the middle of the week, I am tired of being a person. So on Thursdays, give me space to die a little in private.

( MADISEN KUHN )

[byzantinia]

( 124 )

We look at the world once, in childhood. The rest is memory.

( LOUISE GLÜCK )