My memory of men is never lit up and illuminated like my memory of women.
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My memory of men is never lit up and illuminated like my memory of women.
The Lover, Marguerite Duras
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βShe tried to summon the mood of the dream, which wasnβt hard, in fact: it clung to her mind like a delicate perfume.β
β Philip Pullman, from βThe Secret Commonwealthβ (via derangedrhythms)
everyone hate my loquacious swag. its always "why did you make this sentence so long" and "why do you use so many commas and em dashes" and never "how did you come up with run on sentence" or "writing that run on sentence looked fun"
White light behind you like a halo A photocopy of an angel I wanna be like you And get dressed in your bedroom Put on your clothes and act like you And touch myself the way you do
Leila Chatti, Night Lament in HerglaΒ
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βI would never tie you down, not even with garlands of roses. I donβt want anything from you that doesnβt come from your own impulse, like water from the springs.β
β Dulce MarΓa Loynaz, tr. James OβConnor, Absolute Solitude: Selected Poems; βXLVIβ
In a Dream by Anna Akhmatova