I sometimes worry my anxieties and insecurities overshadow the love you hold for me
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I sometimes worry my anxieties and insecurities overshadow the love you hold for me
She was in love with her match just as farmers are in love with wheat at eighty shillings a quarter, or shareholders - innocent gudgeons - with seven and a half percent interest on their paid-up capital. Eighty shillings a quarter, and seven and a half per cent interest, such were the returns which she had been taught to look for in exchange for her young heart; and, having obtained them, or being thus about to obtain them, why should not her young heart be satisfied? Had she not sat herself down obediently at the feet of her lady Gamaliel, and should she not be rewarded? Yes, indeed, she shall be rewarded.
Anthony Trollope, Doctor Thorne
*sighs dreamily* what a fucking weirdo
*twirling hair* what a fucking freak
Gustav Vigeland - Kneeling Man and Standing Woman
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— White Nights, Fyodor Dostoevsky
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The world needs your specific kind of light, not a copy of someone else's.
I think a sword and a walk in the forest would fix me
Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vanessa Bell, featured in The Selected Letters of Virginia Woolf
𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛-𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜.
The Creature: You made me, therefore you must bear the consequences of my creation.
Victor Frankenstein: Nuh-uh
The Creature: fym nuh-uh?
Accurate to the book.