“…I have
Immortal longings in me.”— William Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra (via lesgardenias)
Etikett: poetry
“The literal meaning of life is whatever you’re doing that prevents you from killing yourself”
— Albert Camus (via harrlson-wells)
You’ll meet her. She’s very pretty, even though sometimes she’s sad for many days at a time. You’ll see, when she smiles, you’ll love her.
“his cheeks are dusted with gold from the kisses of gods / he was always apollo’s favorite.”
— excerpt from Leo | published in STARBIRTH chapbook by j.d. (via cashmerebambi)
You are a language I want
to moan in.
– Lora Mathis, from “Primal Desire,” The Women Widowed to Themselves
But whom could she lean upon? She asked that question of the wild autumn winds.
Virginia Woolf, from The Complete Works; “Orlando: A Biography,”
I need silence, and to be alone and to go out, and to save one hour to consider what has happened to my world,
Virginia Woolf, from The Complete Works; “The Waves,”
Do not change, love me, do not let your memory grow cold,
Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a letter to his brother c. December 1840
April / Is full of whispers, full of sighs,
Edna St. Vincent Millay, from The Collected Poems; “Song Of A Second April,” (edited)
“She scares the hell out of me and calms my soul at the same time. Maybe that’s what love is—a total contradiction that somehow balances out.”
Tammara Webber, Where You Are
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