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“A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity. It dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path.

-The Last Seance (from The Hound of Death and Other Stories, also Double Sin and Other Stories)”
― Agatha Christie, The Hound of Death and Other Stories

“Please know that there are much better things in life than being lonely or liked or bitter or mean or self conscious. We are all full of shit. Go love someone just because, I know your heart may be badly bruised, or even the victim of numerous knifings but it will always heal even if you don’t want it to, it keeps going. There are the most fantastic, beautiful things and people out there, I promise. It’s up to you to find them.”
― Chuck Palahniuk

“The trouble with emergencies is," she said, "that I always put on my finest underwear and then nothing happens.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Save Me the Waltz

“Living is cold and technical without you, a death mask of itself.”
― Zelda Fitzgerald

“Why is there happiness and comfort and excitement where you are and no where else in the world?”
― Zelda Fitzgerald, Dear Scott, Dearest Zelda: The Love Letters of F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald

“Yet none of these things gave him confidence. All they gave him was egotism, which is less the conviction of one's worth than the desire for that conviction.”
― Jetta Carleton, The Moonflower Vine

“When you are courting a nice girl an hour seems like a second. When you sit on a red-hot cinder a second seems like an hour. That's relativity.”
― Albert Einstein

“Sit, be still, and listen,
because you're drunk
and we're at
the edge of the roof.”
― Rumi

“What fresh hell is this?”
― Dorothy Parker, The Portable Dorothy Parker

“It is our custom
to consume
the person we love.
Taboo flesh: swollen
genitalia nipples
the scrotum the vulva
the soles of the feet
the palm of the hand
heart and liver taste best.
Cannibalism is blessed.

I'll wear your jawbone
round my neck
listen to your vertebrae
bone tapping bone in my wrists.
I'll string your fingers round my waist -
what a rigorous embrace.
Over my heart I'll wear
a brooch with a lock of hair.
Nights I'll sleep cradling
your skull sharpening
my teeth on your toothless grin.

Sundays there's Mass and communion
and I'll put your relics to rest.”
― Gloria E. Anzaldúa, Borderlands/La Frontera: The New Mestiza