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My biggest comfort in life is that Henry Winter can't do math either
— Clarice Lispector, from “Report on the Thing.”
Margaret Atwood, from “Europe on $5 a Day”, The Door
December 1, 1928 The early diary of Anaïs Nin, 1903-1977
November, 1937 Journals of Anais Nin 1934-1939 [volume 2]
Velimir Khlebnikov, Collected Works, Vol. 3: Selected Poems, tr. by Paul Schmidt
Richard Siken, Saying your Names / Vita Sackville-West, Challenge
Jean-Baptiste Carpeaux 1865-67; detail, The Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York
— Malia Makana, from “Like Differently Love.”
[ID: A page of a play. It reads as follows, "Theseus: Stop. Give me your hand. I am your friend. / Herakles: I fear to stain your clothes with blood. / Theseus: Stain them, I don't care." End text.]
Herakles - Euripides (Tr. Anne Carson)
Margaret Atwood
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Martha Gellhorn, Selected Letters
Rainer Maria Rilke in a letter to Lou Andreas-Salomé, published in Rilke and Andreas-Salomé: A Love Story in Letters
Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964 - 1980