I need silence, and to be alone and to go out, and to save one hour to consider what has happened to my world,
Etikett: quote
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,
“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
“Patience, patience, patience, was all she was finding in this windblown spring.”
— Clarice Lispector, from The Complete Stories: “The Buffalo,”
I will not have you without the darkness that hides within you. I will not let you have me without the madness that makes me. If our demons cannot dance, neither can we.
She can love. She can save with her love.
Her problem is that she doesn’t know how to express this love.
I want to surround myself with beauty.
I enter the place of not-thinking, not-remembering, not-wanting.
I need what is not in this world.