Margot

“people always say that it hurts at night
and apparently screaming into your pillow at 3am
is the romantic equivalent of being heartbroken.
but sometimes
it’s 9am on a tuesday morning
and you’re standing at the kitchen bench waiting for the toast to pop up

and the smell of dusty sunlight and earl gray tea makes you miss him so much
you don’t know what to do with your hands.”
― rosie scanlan

“If you spend enough time reading or writing, you find a voice, but you also find certain tastes. You find certain writers who when they write, it makes your own brain voice like a tuning fork, and you just resonate with them. And when that happens, reading those writers—not all of whom are modern . . . I mean, if you are willing to make allowances for the way English has changed, you can go way, way back with this— becomes a source of unbelievable joy. It’s like eating candy for the soul. So probably the smart thing to say is that lucky people develop a relationship with a certain kind of art that becomes spiritual, almost religious, and doesn’t mean, you know, church stuff, but it means you’re just never the same.”
― David Foster Wallace, Quack This Way

“Peut-être pouvons-nous même reconnaître les signes presque imperceptibles qui annoncent qu'un monde vient de disparaître, non pas le sifflement des obus par-dessus les plaines éventrées du Nord, mais le déclenchement d'un obturateur, qui trouble à peine la lumière vibrante de l'été, la main fine et abîmée d'une jeune femme qui referme tout doucement, au milieu de la nuit, une porte sur ce qui n'aurait pas dû être sa vie, ou la voile carrée d'un navire croisant sur les eaux bleues de la Méditerranée, au large d'Hippone, portant depuis Rome la nouvelle inconcevable que des hommes existent encore, mais que leur monde n'est plus.”
― Jérôme Ferrari, Le Sermon sur la chute de Rome

“L'écriture c'est le coeur qui éclate en silence.”
― Christian Bobin