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“Touch has a memory.”
― John Keats

“Desire itself is movement Not in itself desirable; Love is itself unmoving, Only the cause and end of movement, Timeless, and undesiring Except in the aspect of time Caught in the form of limitation Between un-being and being. Sudden in a shaft of sunlight Even while the dust moves There rises the hidden laughter Of children in the foliage”
― T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets

“your hand
touching mine.
this is how
galaxies
collide.”
― Sanober Khan

“Melancholy isn't always a disorder that needs to be cured. It can be a species of intelligent grief which arises when we come face-to-face with the certainty that disappointment is written into the script from the start.”
― Alain de Botton, The Course of Love