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Give them all my dear love and a kiss. Tell them I think of them by day, pray for them by night and find my best comfort in their affection at all times. A year seems a very long time to wait before I see them but remind them that while we wait we may all work, so that these hard days need not be wasted. I know they will be loving children to you, do their duty faithfully, fight their enemies bravely and conquer themselves so beautifully... that when I come back to them I may be fonder and prouder than ever of my little women.

LITTLE WOMEN (2019) dir. Greta Gerwig

koinottsumi

"The spirit only gains its truth when, in utter fragmentation, it finds itself."

― Byung-Chul Han, The Expulsion of the Other: Society, Perception and Communication Today

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Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Violet Dickinson written c. July 1907. featured in Selected Letters

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Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Violet Dickinson written c. July 1907. featured in Selected Letters

mehreenkhan

A lover’s sigh takes a lifetime for effect

Who lives long enough to see it fulfilled

I accept you will not be indifferent to my desire

But I will be dust by the time you find out

-Mirza Ghalib

Translation: bagh.e.urdu

maihonhassan

Famous lines of Mirza Ghalib:

Dil phir tawaf-e-ku-e-malamat ko jae hai , Pindar ka sanam-kada viran kiye hue

My heart repeatedly repairs to those avenues, Where I will lose all self respect, be subject to abuse

Ji dhundta hai phir wahi fursat ki raat din , baithe rahen tasawwur-e-jaanan kiye hue

Again this heart seeks those days of leisure as of yore, Sitting just enmeshed in thoughts of my paramour

vakravia

Overall he's just pure INTJ material 👀 [crime and punishment, fyodor dostoyevsky]

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dailykafka

— Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice

childish-gambimbo

In art his love cannot die

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love is the fabric of the universe.

vladmir nabokov in a 1926 letter to his wife véra // la traviata, giuseppe verdi // the antennae galaxies in the midst of colliding, x // speak, memory, vladimir nabokov // heart and soul nebulae, x // interstellar (2014), dir. christopher nolan // divan i shams, rumi

Oh! not the visioned poet in his dreams,

When silvery clouds float through the wildered brain,

When every sight of lovely, wild and grand

Astonishes, enraptures, elevates,

When fancy at a glance combines

The wondrous and the beautiful,--

So bright, so fair, so wild a shape

Hath ever yet beheld,

As that which reined the coursers of the air

And poured the magic of her gaze

Upon the maiden's sleep.

Queen Mab (extract)

PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

#queen mab book 1

burningvelvet

“Women, for no other crime than having followed the dictates of a natural appetite, are driven with fury from the comforts and sympathies of society. [..] Has a woman obeyed the impulse of unerring nature; — society declares war against her, pitiless and eternal war: she must be the tame slave, she must make no reprisals; theirs is the right of persecution, hers the duty of endurance. She lives a life of infamy: the loud and bitter laugh of scorn scares her from all return. She dies of long and lingering disease: yet she is in fault, she is the criminal, she the froward and untameable child, — and society, forsooth, the pure and virtuous matron, who casts her as an abortion from her undefiled bosom!”

— Percy Bysshe Shelley, Queen Mab; A Philosophical Poem; With Notes (1813).

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Jane Austen, Emma

Sufjan Stevens, Futile Devices

Virginia Woolf, The Letters of Virginia Woolf

Hozier, Shrike

Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility

Sierra DeMulder, Your Love Finds Its Way Back

Nizar Qabbani

“What I feel for you can’t be conveyed in phrasal combinations; It either screams out loud or stays painfully silent but I promise — it beats words. It beats worlds.”

Katherine Mansfield