Paul Verlaine, from a poem titled "Lover's Chat", featured in 100 and One Poems by Paul Verlaine
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Paul Verlaine, from a poem titled "Lover's Chat", featured in 100 and One Poems by Paul Verlaine
L. V., conversations in the dark
Pedro Salinas, from a poem titled "Reason To Love," featured in Love Is Like The Lion's Tooth: An Anthology of Love Poems
"Perspectives", Hovhannes Grigoryan (translated by Tathev Simonyan)
Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet (translation by Stephen Mitchell)
Kayleb Rae Candrilli, from Water I Won’t Touch; “Here we are, aging together, just like we said we would”
Jean Genet, from Fragments of the Artwork
I'm always here. I wish you were always here.
Iris Murdoch, The Philosopher's Pupil
mary oliver, staying alive
“Life has no meaning. Each of us has meaning and we bring it to life. It is a waste to be asking the question when you are the answer.”
— Joseph Campbell (via childrenofthetao)
June 2, 1913 Letters to Felice by Franz Kafka First published : 1973
“It’s always fascinated me that light is always belated when it reaches us. It’s haunting that we experience the engine that sustains the life on this planet and drives the vegetable kingdom as belated, a kind of revenant. The entire human record from the beginning until now isn’t even as long as the life of a gnat in the face of the sun. We’re kind of a mirage. It’s a deep mystery to be here.”
— A Comprehensive Music: Peter Gizzi with Ariana Reines - The Brooklyn Rail
— Francois Duc de la Rochefoucauld (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy-Tacy and Tib
Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959
After many springs by Langston Hughes