Pedro Salinas, from a poem titled "Reason To Love," featured in Love Is Like The Lion's Tooth: An Anthology of Love Poems

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Pedro Salinas, from a poem titled "Reason To Love," featured in Love Is Like The Lion's Tooth: An Anthology of Love Poems
I would do anything to have this original Matisse drawing in my home. It is so lovely
Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Nelson Algren, featured in "A Transatlantic Love Affair,"
Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Nelson Algren, featured in "A Transatlantic Love Affair,
one continuous substance by Albert Goldbarth
— Albert Camus, The Misunderstanding
Luo Zhicheng, from a poem titled "Love Poem," featured in Modern Chinese Poetry: An Anthology
gli alberi antichi, sardegna, 2024
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Mahoud Darwish, from a poem titled "The Stranger's Walk," featured in Why Did You Leave the Horse Alone?
— v, excerpts from a book i’ll never write #2 (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920–1923
For You
by Lawrence Raab
I don’t want to say anything about how dark it is right now, how quiet. Those yellow lanterns among the trees, cars on the road beyond the forest, I have nothing to say about them. And there’s half a moon as well that I don’t want to talk about, like those slow clouds edged with silver, or the few unassembled stars. There’s more to all of that than this, of course, and you would know it better than most, better I mean than any other, which is only to say I had always intended finding you here where I could tell you exactly what I wanted to say as if I had nothing to say to anyone but you.
wrecked
— jessica therese, from ‘a different kind of heartbreak’ (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
instructions on not giving up by ada limón