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“Yet it is true too that my love for you never died, it never got twisted and changed – I never got over you, though I certainly tried to,”

— Iris Murdoch, from a letter to Michael Oakeshott written c. November 1958

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“I know not; I only suffer, and sow the flower of revenge,”

— George Egerton, from Symphonies: Short Stories; “The Mandrake Venus,”

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“I am so close to you that I could drink you. My thirst is a naked slave.”

— Paul Valéry, tr. by Hilary Corke, from The Collected Works; “Fragments of the Narcissus,”

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“February. Haze of confusion. Fatigue, mingled excitement and horror.”

— Dorothy Livesay, from The Collected Poems: The Two Seasons; “Other,”

[justcallonme]

Isolation

will rinse away your delusions.

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“I believe there is scarcely a corner in me that is safe from you.”

— Henrik Ibsen, from The Complete Plays & Works; “The Master Builder,”

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“I cannot live without loving and being loved,”

— Mary Shelley, from a diary entry wr. c. October 1822 featured in “Journals,”

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“I’m happier now, I’m content, but I’m never going to be fixed, ever,”

— Florence Welch, from an interview conducted c. March 2018

[dwergas-deactivated20180817]

yesterday my roommate got mad at me because i saw him eating kit-kats and said “oh, so you’re a little kit-kat boy, are you?” and then i had a dream about him killing me

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“I feel broken. I want only a corner to sleep in, and recuperate my lost strength, and a human being beside me. I want to hide away. I have my own desert to traverse. It is my turn to go away and find what I must do.”

— Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry written c. June 1942, featured in “Mirages,”

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“He loved her anxiously and apprehensively as one loves a person one will lose,”

— Ingeborg Bachmann, from Three Paths to the Lake; “Eyes to Wonder,”

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“I can neither love nor hate by halves. I love you with an absolute love. I love your injustice and your unfaithfulness as much your magnificence.”

— Renée Vivien, tr. by Jeanette H. Foster, from “A Woman Appeared To Me,”

[edating]

kinda weird that u can think about someone as much as u want and they have no idea

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“She sleeps on this summer afternoon. Her love is as pure and simple as the waning light,”

— Miklós Radnóti, from All That Still Matters At All: Poems; “Youth After a Girl,”

[personalnyjezus]

st. sebastian tended by the holy irene by nicolas régnier // peter murphy of bauhaus

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“Being in love = addiction, obsession, exclusion of others, insatiable demand for presence, paralysis of other interests and activities.”

— Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980

[hirxeth]

In The Mood For Love (2000) dir. Wong Kar Wai