Beautiful, you said. You said I was beautiful, and when you said it, I was.
Sandra Cisneros, from Woman at Hollering Creek: Stories; “Never Marry a Mexican,”
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Your moon-shaded eyes and your heaven-breathing hair,
Marya Zaturenska, from The Collected Poems; “To Artemis, The Destroyer,”
I keep fading away, and the light in my eyes trembles with anguish,
Miklós Radnóti, from All That Still Matters At All; “You Wonder, My Dear,”
Shall you kiss me tomorrow? Yes, yes, yes. I cannot bear being without you.
Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vanessa Bell written c. August 1908
“Behave, my Sorrow! let’s have no more scenes.”
— Charles Baudelaire, from “Meditation,” Les Fleurs Du Mal (David R. Godine, 1985)
I am undergoing changes of heart and soul, so I’m trying to find new ways of writing that suit the changed organs.
Kurt Vonnegut, from a letter to Rust Hills written c. September 1965
I have only one wretched life, but it belongs to you;
Victor Hugo, from a letter to Adèle Fouchet written c. March 1820
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