April 2012
45 posts
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“Sure I loved him - too much. And he loved me, only not enough. I just want...”
– Amy Tan, The Hundred Secret Senses
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“When I am lonely for boys it’s their bodies I miss. I study their hands lifting...”
– Margaret Atwood
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“You carry away with you a reflection of me, a part of me. I dreamed you, I...”
– from Henry and June by Anais Nin
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“It’s not that I wait for you, it’s that my arms are doors I cannot close.”
– Derrick Brown
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“Some fall in love.
I shatter.”
– Stephin Merritt
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“I loved you; and perhaps I love you still,
The flame, perhaps, is not...”
– Alexander Pushkin
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“We’re fascinated by the words
but where we meet is in the silence behind them.”
– Ram Dass
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“Insanity is comparative. Who sets the norm?”
– Charles Bukowski
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“Gone mad is what they say, and sometimes Run mad, as if mad is a different...”
– Margaret Atwood
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“The plain state of being human is dramatic enough for anyone; you don’t need to...”
– Nick Hornby, How to Be Good
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“I realize that, while often happy and often cheerful, I am always sad.”
– Fernando Pessoa
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“I have stayed these years in my hovel because of you. I have taught myself...”
– William Goldman, The Princess Bride
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“I am vulnerable. Starved for kindness, and when I receive it, I lose my mind.”
– Marjorie Liu, Tiger Eye
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“Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself...”
– Edna St. Vincent Millay
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“We were together. I forget the rest.”
– Walt Whitman
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“You have played,
(I think)
And broke the toys you were fondest of,
And are a...”
– (via journalofanobody)
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“The hurt is not enough:
I long for weight and strength
To feel the earth as...”
– Robert Frost, Complete Poems Of Robert Frost
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“Lovely one, my lovely one,
Your voice, your skin, your nails,
Lovely one, my...”
– Pablo Neruda
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“And how empty you went through the world
like a wheat-colored jar
without air,...”
– Pablo Neruda
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“I can write the saddest lines tonight.
To think I don’t have her, to feel I...”
– Pablo Neruda
