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Katherine Mansfield, in a diary entry dated 14 October 1922, from Letters and Journals of Katherine Mansfield

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'Aut viam inveniam aut faciam.'

translation: 'I shall either find a way or make one.'

— Hannibal (via dionysianfawn)

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'I am and always have been intense. I feel intensely every little thing. The most insignificant action is to me symbolic of something tremendous.'

— Edna St. Vincent Millay, from Rapture and Melancholy: The Diaries of Edna St. Vincent Millay (via dionysianfawn)

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Parents got confused & chose thought daughter—the one who lives in her head, sips melancholy like tea, & spends her days tucked away in her room, wondering: Is it better to speak or to die?

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'I feel entirely dehumanised by the sun now and wish for fog, snow, rain, humanity.'

— Virgina Woolf, from a letter to Edward Sackville-West c. September 1926 (via dionysianfawn)

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

— Anton Chekhov, from a letter to A.N. Pleshtcheyev written c. June 1888 (via dionysianfawn)

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'The garden was very soft, and I felt the softness of the garden so acutely, the soft warm air and the perfumes penetrated me like needles through every open bleeding pore. All the pores open and breathing the softness, the warmth, and the smells. The whole body invaded, penetrated, responding, every tiny cell and pore active and breathing and trembling and enjoying.'

— Anaïs Nin, 'Lies Create Solitude,' from House of Incest (via dionysianfawn)

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'Autumn is my season, dear. It is, after all, the season of the soul.'

— Virgina Woolf, from a letter to Violet Dickinson written c. July 1907 (via dionysianfawn)