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↳ bridgerton: season 2 in bright summer for @chikoriita
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"Then I understood the true fate of Orpheus, that love is a constant terror of loss." - Kazimierz Wierzyński, “A Word to Orphists,” translated by Czeslaw Milosz, Postwar Polish Poetry, 3rd Ed. [insp.]
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Even if my love only amounts to this, I'll be your spring to whatever winter it may be. This is all my heart can say — ALL MY LOVE, SEVENTEEN (세븐틴)
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West coast, meet midwest.
9-1-1 • Season 2 Episode 16
“Bobby Begins Again” • April 29, 2019
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We all feel pressure, but it’s how we respond that matters… pressure doesn’t have to break us down. It can show us who we really are.
9-1-1 • Season 2 Episode 1
“Under Pressure” • aired September 23, 2018
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We hand ‘em off, so we can pick up the next guy.
9-1-1 • Season 2 Episode 12
“Chimney Begins” • March 25, 2019
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obsessed with whatever distracts me from the horrors of being alive
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You saved me, and you saved them. Well, we did that together. Me and you. We make a great time. Give me a high five. I’m proud of you.
9-1-1 • Season 3 Episode 2
“Sink or Swim” • Sep. 30, 2019
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get to know me: [3/15] animated films ♡ Rise of the Guardians (2012)
Darkness. That’s first thing I remember. It was dark, it was cold, and I was scared. But then… then I saw the Moon. It was so big, and it was so bright. It seemed to chase the darkness away. And when it did… I wasn’t scared anymore. Why I was there and what I was meant to do, that I’ve never known, and a part of me wonders if I ever will.
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On becoming someone else
i. War of the Foxes, Richard Siken / ii., v., viii., xi. Leisure, Hannah, Does Not Agree with You, Hannah Gamble / iii. unknown / iv. Mimmo Paladino / vi. Book 20e, In between here and there, Beata Wehr / vii. unknown / ix. unknown / x. @heartlessqueen
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Realistically I could never get rid of tumblr because it gives me the illusion of a community of strange young women all around my same age, all slowly figuring out how to live too
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Florence Welch performing in Croatia.
Photographed by Vanesa Pandžić
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can I request some quotes/poems/prose about a sweet love? something positive, indulging and adoring? thank you x
here you go, mi amor ♡♡♡
“...the world was made so that we could find each other in it.”
Jeanette Winterson, Lighthousekeeping
“Take me away from all these other people, my love. Let us go far away. Let us live our life, all new, all ours, from the very beginning.”
Katherine Mansfield, from Stories; “At the Bay”
“Understand, I’ll slip quietly away from the noisy crowd when I see the pale stars rising, blooming, over the oaks. I’ll pursue solitary pathways through the pale twilit meadows, with only this one dream: You come too.”
Rainer Maria Rilke, from “Pathways”
Portrait de la jeune fille en feu (2019), dir. Céline Sciamma
Virginia Woolf, in a letter to Vanessa Bell
“Ordinarily I go to the woods alone, with not a single friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore unsuitable. I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my ways of praying, as you no doubt have yours. Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible. I can sit on the top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds, until the foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almost unhearable sound of the roses singing. If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love you very much.”
Mary Oliver, “How I Go to the Woods”
“When I think of little flowers that grow in grass, and little streams and places where we can lie and look up at the clouds—Oh, I simply ache for them—for them with you.”
Katherine Mansfield, in a letter to J.M. Murry, Feb 20, 1918
“And your letters, your sweet and dear letters—when I read them, I feel like a plant growing in light. And I forget my own shadows.”
Kahlil Gibran, in a letter to Mary Haskell, from Beloved Prophet
from Cecily Parsley’s Nursery Rhymes by Beatrix Potter
“You, Beloved, who are all / the gardens I have ever gazed at, / longing.”
Rainer Maria Rilke, excerpt of You Who Never Arrived (tr. by Stephen Mitchell)
Anis Mojgani, In the Pockets of Small Gods
“it were comfort forever – just to look in your face, while you looked in mine –”
Emily Dickinson, from The Master Letters of Emily Dickinson
“a thing most new complete fragile intense, / which wholly trembling memory undertakes—your kiss”
e.e. cummings, from Complete Poems 1904-1962
“There you are, and I am very glad of it. You have never done anything to me that was not good; I love you tenderly.”
Gustave Flaubert, in a letter to George Sand
Kedi (2016), dir. Ceyda Torun
“We feel that way together: sun-drenched, refreshed, touched by light.”
Carole Maso, The Art Lover
“I love you with all my heart. I see, when I am gloomy, your kind face, and I feel the radiant power of your goodness.”
George Sand, in a letter to Gustave Flaubert
“Everybody I met / gave me no rest / but you.”
Alice Notley, from In the Pines
“She rested her head against his and felt, for the first time, what she would often feel with him: a self-affection. He made her like herself. With him, she was at ease; her skin felt as though it was her right size.”
Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Americanah
“we are so both and oneful / night cannot be so sky / sky cannot be so sunful / i am through you so i”
e.e. cummings, from Complete Poems 1904-1962
Adonis, from Beginnings of the Body, Ends of the Sea, tr. by Khaled Mattawa
“I can’t be half gentle enough, / half tender enough / toward you, toward you, / inarticulate, not half loving enough”
William Carlos Williams, from Paterson
Rumi, from Bittersweet (tr. by Fereydoun Kia & Deepak Chopra)
“...but for you, my love, I am more delicate...”
Clarice Lispector, from Complete Stories (tr. Katrina Dodson)
Jenny Slate, Little Weirds
“One wearies of all things; never of you.”
Boris Pasternak, from The Year 1905; “Mutiny at Sea”
“...you are in me like the song in the nightingale’s throat even when it’s not singing.”
Dulce María Loynaz, “Poema LVII” (tr. James O’Connor)
[Original: “...estás en mi como la música en la garganta del ruiseñor aunque no esté cantando.”]
La Pointe Courte (Agnès Varda, 1956)
“You don’t meet the people you love, you recognize them.”
Anna Gavalda, from “Life, Only Better” (tr. Tina Kover)
“Maybe I’m getting tired – I can’t think of anything but nights with you. I want them warm and silvery.”
Zelda Fitzgerald, Letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald, May 1919
“It is late now, I am a bit tired; the sky is irritated by stars. And I love you, I love you, I love you – and perhaps this is how the whole enormous world, shining all over, can be created – out of five vowels and three consonants.”
Vladimir Nabokov, from Letters To Vera
“I want to sleep with you, fall asleep and sleep. That magnificent folk word, how deep, how true, how unequivocal, how exactly what it says. Just—sleep. And nothing more. No, one more thing: my head buried in your left shoulder, my arm around your right one—and that’s all. No, another thing: and know right into the deepest sleep that it is you.”
Marina Tsvetaeva, Letters Summer 1926: Pasternak, Tsvetaeva, Rilke
“I’m thinking when awake, how sweet if you were with me, and to talk with you as I fall aslep, would be sweeter still.”
Emily Dickinson, in a letter to Susan Gilbert (Dickinson), 28 February 1855
“I have faith in you. It seems / that I could wait for your voice / in silence, through centuries / of darkness.”
Antonia Pozzi, from Confiding (tr. Corrado Federici)
“If you were a star, I would gaze by the window till dawn…”
Anna Akhmatova, from “March Elegies”
“And when will You come to see me in a dream and make night sweeter than night?”
Mary Haskell, in a letter to Kahlil Gibran, from Beloved Prophet
Feridun Oral, When the Moon Came Down
“and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you”
e e. cummings, excerpt of I carry your heart with me
“I have been loving you a little more every minute since this morning.”
Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
e.e. cummings, Complete Poems, 1904-1962
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