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— Anton Chekhov, tr. by Peter Constantine, from “After The Fair,” c. 1880 (via violentwavesofemotion)
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“I know you. In my heart, I know you very well. You long for something special. You long for something unearthly.”
— Anton Chekhov, tr. by Peter Constantine, from “After The Fair,” c. 1880 (via violentwavesofemotion)
Margaret Atwood, from Murder in the Dark: Stories & Prose Poems; “She,”
The Diaries of Franz Kafka, 1914-1923
“The smell of coffee, white dust, tobacco and burnt bread, flowers with a fragrance of wine, and the crimson fruit, soft and overripe. A girl looking over her bare shoulder, with a flash of a smile, gold ear-rings showing from thick black hair brushed away from her face, long arms, a cigarette between her lips. Night like a great dark blanket, voices murmuring at a street corner, the air warm with tired flowers, and a hum from the sea.”
— Daphne du Maurier, from “I Will Never Be Young Again,” published c. 1932
“I want too much, she thought. I want everything. I want day and night, sleeping and waking, world without end, amen. Someone warned her once that it was fatal to tell a man you loved him. ‘What I really want,’ she said, ‘deep down, is stillness, safety. The feeling you’d always be there. I love you. I think I must have loved you without knowing it all my life.’”
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Daphne Du Maurier, Don’t Look Now & Other Stories
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