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“You should be kissed and by someone who knows how.”
― Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind

“If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud.”
― Émile Zola

“Crime, too, means solitude, even if a thousand people join together to commit it.”
― Albert Camus, Caligula and Three Other Plays

“Death will be my supreme protest against a world of tears and blood.”
― Albert Camus, Caligula and Three Other Plays

“I did not bow down to you, I bowed down to all the suffering of humanity.”
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

“I seem to myself, as in a dream,
An accidental guest in this dreadful body.”
― Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova

“I have a lot of work to do today;
I need to slaughter memory,
Turn my living soul to stone
Then teach myself to live again.”
― Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova

“Forgive me, that I manage badly,
Manage badly but live gloriously,
That I leave traces of myself in my songs,
That I appeared to you in waking dreams.”
― Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova

“Rising from the past, my shadow
Is running in silence to meet me.”
― Anna Akhmatova

“Though you are three times more beautiful than angels,
Though you are the sister of the river willows,
I will kill you with my singing,
Without spilling your blood on the ground.
Not touching you with my hand,
Not giving you one glance, I will stop loving you,
But with your unimaginable groans
I will finally slake my thirst.
From her, who wandered the earth before me,
Crueler than ice, more fiery than flame,
From her, who still exists in the ether—
From her you will set me free.”
― Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova

“I am in the middle of it: chaos and poetry; poetry and love and again, complete chaos. Pain, disorder, occasional clarity; and at the bottom of it all: only love; poetry. Sheer enchantment, fear, humiliation. It all comes with love”
― Anna Akhmatova, The Akhmatova Journals, Volume I: 1938-1941

“It was a time when only the dead smiled, happy in their peace.”
― Anna Akhmatova