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„hot girl summer“ i’m having a dostoevsky kind of year
The Apparition (detail), 1885
— by James Tissot
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“I don’t know how to stay tender with this much blood in my mouth”
— Ophelia, Act IV, Scene V
“Once someone touched my jaw so softly I cried. Once someone held my hand so lightly I wept —”
— Sanna Wani, from “Meditation”, My Grief, the Sun
I čini mi se, u meni sad ima toliko te snage da ću sve savladati; sve patnje, samo da mogu sebi svakog trenutka reći: ja jesam! U hiljadu muka - ja jesam, sav se grčim u mukama; ali jesam! U klopci sam, ali postojim, sunce vidim; a ako sunce i ne vidim, znam da ono postoji. A znati da sunce postoji - to je već ceo život.
Braća Karamazovi
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Janet Fitch, from White Oleander
“… I snevam da ne postojim, da me to samo neko sanja, da je blizu zora, i onom ko me usnu vreme je da se budi.”
— “Zapis zlatom”, Ljubomir Simović
“What I want from this poem is the loosening of my throat.”
— Alejandra Pizarnik, Extracting the Stone of Madness
Untitled, 1950’s, Pål-Nils Nilsson (1929 - 2002)
– Franz Kafka's signature in a letter to Milena Jesenská. Prague, July 29, 1920.
It reads:
Franz wrong, F wrong, Yours wrong/ nothing more, calm, deep forest.
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