“
Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,
Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
” —John KeatsJanuary 2010
“
An everywhere of silver,
With ropes of sand
To keep it from effacing
The track called land.
” —Emily Dickinson
“
and
she
danced
” —
“
I can live here without you
At least I’m learning
But I cannot live without your songs
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“
I see something, I see a handsome soldier
I see myself remaining when all of you are gone
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“
Every hour of fear I spend
My body tries to cry
Living through each empty night
A deadly call inside
” —
“
His own voice was older than he was. Ancient, unearthed from some mystical subterranean place
The voice seemed to make his whole body ache. Maybe it made him bleed inside. I wondered if it hurt, if it burned in his throat.
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“I don’t mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh God, as a woman I want to be dominated. I don’t mind being told to stand on my own feet, not to cling, be all that I am capable of doing, but I am going to be pursued, fucked, possessed by the will of a male at his time, his bidding.”
—Anais Nin (via semicolonlove) (via coketalk)
“She wished she had a little yellow house of her own, with a flower box full of real flowers and herbs – pansies and rosemary – and a sweet lover who would swing dance with her in the evenings and cook pasta and read poetry aloud.”
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