— Sandra Cisneros, from Rodrigo de Barro (via lunamonchtuna)
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@readswlove
— Sandra Cisneros, from Rodrigo de Barro (via lunamonchtuna)
Frances Hodgson Burnett, A Little Princess
An Interview with Richard Siken
Louise Glück, from "October" in Averno
Virginia Woolf, The Years
Louise Glück, from "Telescope" in Averno: Poems
“An entire life spent reading would have fulfilled my every desire; I already knew that at the age of seven. The texture of the world is painful, inadequate; unalterable, or so it seems to me. Really, I believe that an entire life spent reading would have suited me best. Such a life has not been granted me…”
— Michel Houellebecq, Whatever
Kahlil Gibran, from "Love Song of The Wave", Kahlil Gibran's Little Book of Love
I wear perfume to intensify who I am. That's why I can't use fragrances that go against me. Wearing perfume is an instinctive wisdom. Perfume is an art. And like all art, it requires some self-knowledge.
Clarice Lispector
Simone Weil, Lectures on Philosophy
Sylvia Plath, from a poem titled "Polly's Tree," featured in The Collected Poems of Sylvia Plath
“I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.”
— L M Montgomery
“It’s such a secret place, the land of tears”
— The Little Prince
“The star is a tear on the heavenly blue.”
— Antonio Machado, “Before the pale canvas of the afternoon,” Border of a Dream: Selected Poems, transl. by Willis Barnstone
The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1923–1927
but I knew how to dress it up
Sergei Yesenin, from "I Will No More Go Roaming" in The Selected Poetry of Sergei Yesenin