Eros

[mournfulroses]

Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959

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L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

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The human heart can contain only a certain quantity of despair. When the sponge is saturated, the sea may pass over it without causing a single drop more to enter it.

Victor Hugo, The Hunchback of Notre-Dame

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[oditorie]

[paper-wounds]

[nixscriptum]

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[remanence-of-love]

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[shisasan]

9 November 1942 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

[feral-ballad]

Kim Addonizio, from Lucifer at the Starlite: Poems; “You with the crack running through you”

[Text ID: “I wanted to put / my mouth on you / and draw out whatever toxin… / —but I understand. There are limits to love.”]

[oldwinesoul]

mi amor

[quotefeeling]

“Good conversations with the right people are priceless.”

— Unknown