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“It’s terrifying, isn’t it? That even love isn’t always enough.”
— (via spilled-wordss)
Just married a 23 year old Abed (Muslim groom) and 19 year old Arige (Christian bride) walk through the bombed ruins of Beirut, Lebanon, 1983.
Josh Malihabadi, from a poem titled "After Giving Excessive Grief," featured in Humsafar: The World of Urdu Poetry
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“It was a mistake to keep this single knife in my heart so long, but it is my knife, and my heart, too,”
— Richard Jackson, from “Basic Algebra,” Richard Jackson Greatest Hits: 1980-2004 (Pudding House Publications, 2004)
forever in love with the way how sun reflects on water
—Anaïs Nin, "The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934"
Martha Gellhorn, from a letter to Eleanor Roosevelt featured in The Selected Letters of Martha Gellhorn
she called me obsessive once
and instead of reassuring her, I took it so personally as an accusation of being solely lustful, that it's been eating me alive
but darling, every beautiful place I've ever been to, every moment of happiness, I wished you were there to experience with me
when away from you, I don't think about anything else, but you
when away from you, my love for you never fades
when away from you, I simply hope you're safe
Edgar Allan Poe, from a letter to Sarah H. Whitman, featured in The Life and Letters of Edgar Allan Poe
8 February, 1936 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov
Basquiat in his studio, New York, 1982