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    Virginia Woolf
    “I know what loves are trembling into fire; how jealousy shoots its green flashes hither and thither; how intricately love crosses love; love makes knots; love brutally tears them apart. I have been knotted; I have been torn apart.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Waves

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    Jean-Paul Sartre
    “I exist. It is soft, so soft, so slow. And light: it seems as though it suspends in the air. It moves.”
    Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea

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    Jeanette Winterson
    “There are many forms of love and affection, some people can spend their whole lives together without knowing each other's names. Naming is a difficult and time-consuming process; it concerns essences, and it means power. But on the wild nights who can call you home? Only the one who knows your name.”
    Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit
    tags: love

  • #4
    Miles Davis
    “Man, sometimes it takes you a long time to sound like yourself.”
    Miles Davis

  • #5
    John Steinbeck
    “A kind of light spread out from her. And everything changed color. And the world opened out. And a day was good to awaken to. And there were no limits to anything. And the people of the world were good and handsome. And I was not afraid any more.”
    John Steinbeck, East of Eden

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    John Steinbeck
    “But I have a new love for that glittering instrument, the human soul. It is a lovely and unique thing in the universe. It is always attacked and never destroyed - because 'Thou mayest.”
    John Steinbeck, East of Eden

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    Anna Akhmatova
    “Wild honey smells of freedom
    The dust - of sunlight
    The mouth of a young girl, like a violet
    But gold - smells of nothing.”
    Anna Akhmatova, Selected Poems

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    Jorge Luis Borges
    “Music, feelings of happiness, mythology, faces worn by time, certain twilights and certain places, want to tell us something, or they told us something that we should not have missed, or they are about to tell us something; this imminence of a revelation that is not produced is, perhaps, 'the aesthetic event'.”
    Jorge Luis Borges

  • #9
    Violette Leduc
    “I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music. It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips.”
    Violette Leduc, Mad in Pursuit



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