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— The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller
“When they ask you the question you must not hesitate: do not wonder, do not ponder, do not consider the vast array of grays lurking inside the interrogative, and above all, do not affirm or vacillate. ‘Are you a danger to yourself or others?’ ‘Probably.’”
— Richard Siken
“Inside us there is a word we cannot pronounce and that is who we are.”
— Anthony Marra
“I’m tired of suffering. The sun doesn’t shine here anymore, and no one understands how lonely it is to live through the misery alone.”
@heavensghost
“There are no bargains between lion and men. I will kill you and eat you raw.”
-Madeline Miller, The Song Of Achilles
Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke’s Book of Hours
““Love is the greatest tool, the greatest gift, the greatest power we could ever possess. It is through love, through the kindness born from love, that we build better lives, better futures, better worlds. It is limitless energy, as unending as the universe.”
- Atomic Hero
@i-dropped-the-chief
Audre Lorde, from “A Litany for Survival”, The Collected Poems of Audre Lorde
“I fear I will be ripped open and found unsightly.”
-Anne Sexton
Sometimes suffering is just suffering. [...] It doesn't make you stronger. It doesn't build character. It only hurts.
— Kate Jacobs, Comfort Food
“I sat with my anger long enough until she told me her real name was grief.”
— C.S. Lewis (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
— Aldous Huxley, Music at Night and Other Essays
“Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood.”
-George Orwell, 1984
“You wonder what he’s thinking when he shivers like that.
What can you tell me, what could you possibly tell me?
Sure, it’s good to feel things, and if it hurts, we’re doing it to ourselves, or so the saying goes, but there should be a different music here. There should be just one safe place in the world, I mean this world. People get hurt here. People fall down and stay down And I don’t like the way the song goes.
You, the moon. You, the road. You, the little flowers by the side of the road.
You keep singing along to that song I hate. Stop singing.”
-Richard Siken, Road Music
“Here are the illuminated
cities at the center of me, and here is the center
of me, which is a lake, which is a well that we
can drink from, but I can’t go through with it.
I just don’t want to die anymore.”
-Richard Siken, Saying Your Names
“Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.
These, our bodies, possessed by light.
Tell me we’ll never get used to it.”
- Richard Siken
“So, I said, now that we have our dead, what are we going to do with them?
-Richard Siken, Crush