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“She didn’t sob or wail. Her grief was horribly discreet but as persistent and almost as silent as bleeding from an unstitched wound.”

— Notes from an exhibition by Patrick Gale, page 36. (via charredsea)

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Golden Mornings

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Un beau soleil intérieur (a.k.a. Let the Sunshine In) (Claire Denis, 2017)

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“Much happens in silence, when the storm cries itself red or the stars shine angrily.”

— Michael Guttenbrunner, tr. by Beth Bjorklund, from “Return,”

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Eternity and a Day. Dir. Theo Angelopoulos. 1998.

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It’s Only the End of the World, dir. Xavier Dolan (2016)

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All alone she was. All alone with her soul. She lived on the top of a solitary hill. Her house was small, and bare, and alone too. She seemed like a creature of the forest herself, sometimes. She walked with a swift silent tread. She spoke to no one. No one spoke to her.

Katherine Mansfield, from Selected Prose; “The Lonely One,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

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It’s my turn!

some reviewers: ugh i hate purple prose

me, sinking into the viscous pool of purple prose like a spoon dipped into honey, like a tear falling into a puddle, swimming through it like some nightmare fish of the deep who knows nothing except that it is darkness and mystery and strangeness and that it belongs here in the depths of the blue and violet sea, safe from the endless lapping waves above and the sunlight that sparks and flares on their tips, lighting the azure ocean into an endless expanse of jewels: can't relate