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  • #1
    Kamand Kojouri
    “You must be more alive than life.
    You must see darkness dance
    and hear silence sing.
    You must be more awake than light
    for we aren’t born sleeping
    and we shouldn’t live sleeping.
    Only then will death’s slumber
    become sweet.”
    Kamand Kojouri

  • #2
    Brom
    “Men who fear demons see demons everywhere.”
    Brom, The Child Thief

  • #3
    Charlotte Eriksson
    “I am not a Sunday morning inside four walls
    with clean blood
    and organized drawers.
    I am the hurricane setting fire to the forests
    at night when no one else is alive
    or awake
    however you choose to see it
    and I live in my own flames
    sometimes burning too bright and too wild
    to make things last
    or handle
    myself or anyone else
    and so I run.
    run run run
    far and wide
    until my bones ache and lungs split
    and it feels good.
    Hear that people? It feels good
    because I am the slave and ruler of my own body
    and I wish to do with it exactly as I please”
    Charlotte Eriksson, You're Doing Just Fine

  • #4
    Jack Gilbert
    “Suddenly this defeat.
    This rain.
    The blues gone gray
    And the browns gone gray
    And yellow
    A terrible amber.
    In the cold streets
    Your warm body.
    In whatever room
    Your warm body.
    Among all the people
    Your absence
    The people who are always
    Not you.


    I have been easy with trees
    Too long.
    Too familiar with mountains.
    Joy has been a habit.
    Now
    Suddenly
    This rain.”
    Jack Gilbert

  • #5
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “Say what you will about the sweet miracle of unquestioning faith, I consider a capacity for it terrifying and absolutely vile.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Mother Night

  • #6
    Kahlil Gibran
    “Thus with my lips have I denounced you, while my heart, bleeding within me, called you tender names.

    It was love lashed by its own self that spoke. It was pride half slain that fluttered in the dust. It was my hunger for your love that raged from the housetop, while my own love, kneeling in silence, prayed your forgiveness.”
    Kahlil Gibran, The Forerunner: His Parables and Poems

  • #7
    Gustave Flaubert
    “Doubt … is an illness that comes from knowledge and leads to madness.”
    Gustave Flaubert, Memoirs of a Madman



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