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“Desire is about vanishing. You dream a bowl of cherries and next day receive a letter written in red juice.”
— Anne Carson, in Norma Jeane Baker of Troy
“For women who are tied to the moon, love alone is not enough. We insist each day wrap it’s knuckles through our heart strings and pull. The lows, the joy, the poetry. We dance at the edge of a cliff. You have fallen off. So it goes. You will climb up again.”
— Letter from Anaïs Nin to Clementine Von Radics.
bell hooks, All About Love
“Some things exist in our lives for but a brief moment. And we must let them go on to light another sky.”
— Renée Ahdieh, The Wrath and the Dawn
“We wander, question. But the answer waits in each separate heart - the answer of our own identity and the way by which we can master loneliness and feel that at last we belong.”
— Carson McCullers, The Mortgaged Heart: Selected Writings
“We are not supposed to go down into the darkness of the core. Yet, if we can risk it, the something born of that nothing is the beginning of truth.”
— Adrienne Rich, On Lies, Secrets, and Silence: Selected Prose, 1966-1978
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“People move because of the wear and tear of anxiety. Because of the gnawing feeling that no matter how hard they work their efforts will yield nothing, that what they build up in one year will be torn down in one day by others.”
— Yann Martel, Life of Pi
“True love does have the power to redeem but only if we are ready for redemption. Love saves us only if we want to be saved.”
— bell hooks, All About Love: New Visions
“I was sand, I was snow—written on, rewritten, smoothed over.”
— Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
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“Is life something you play? And all the time wanting to get rid of it?”
— Anne Sexton, from The Complete Poems
“memory, too, / lives in my body / not my brain.”
— Olivia Gatwood, from Life of the Party (via lifeinpoetry)
“I’m mad about the waste that happens when people who love each other can’t even bring themselves to talk.”
— Alice Walker, The Temple of My Familiar (via heresay)
“Be careful of words, even the miraculous ones.”
— Anne Sexton, from The Complete Poems
Rumi, from Let the beauty we Love be what we Do: Poems: “Constant Conversation,”
“I am alone in my room, between two worlds.”
— Sylvia Plath, November 1950; The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath