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“I walk into the fire always, and come out more alive.”
— Anaïs Nin, from a letter quoted in The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Volume IV (1944-1947)
“The moon likes secrets. And secret things. She lets mysteries bleed into her shadows and leaves us to ask whether they originated from otherworlds, or from our own imaginations.”
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“Yes, there was depth in her. But no one would find a thing if they descended into her depths—except depth itself, as in the dark you find the dark.”
— Clarice Lispector, from “The Servant”, Complete Stories (trans. Katarina Dodson)
“She is pure poetry walking and breathing.”
— Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Volume IV (1944-1947)
Alexander Blok, tr. by Babette Deutsch, from “The Scythians,” written c. 1918
Ingeborg Bachmann, from Three Paths to the Lake; “Problems, Problems,”
“The stars were trapped in her eyes.”
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“She, all dressed in black satin, walking like an empress, smelling deliciously.”
— Sylvia Townsend Warner from The Selected Stories; “A Love Match,”
And when I finally destroy you, know that it was your own cruelty that lead to this. You crafted your own destruction.
“Even when she walks one would believe that she dances.” - Charles Baudelaire
“I’m a master of speaking silently—all my life I’ve spoken silently and I’ve lived through entire tragedies in silence.” - Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Meek One
You could watch my every move and never know who I am.