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poetic-wilderness · 2 months
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Maybe you should talk to someone
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The Illiad, Homer trans. W.H.D. Rouse
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In Blackwater Woods, Mary Oliver
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“I think books are like people, in the sense that they’ll turn up in your life when you most need them.” - Emma Thompson
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“I would always rather be happy than dignified.”
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— Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
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The centre of every poem is this :
I have loved you.
I have had to deal with that.
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— letters from Medea, Salma Deera
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“I will be the gladdest thing under the sun! I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one!”
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— Edna St. Vincet Millay, Afternoon on a Hill
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Mostly I have felt myself becoming a servant of sadness. I am still looking for the beauty in that.
— Maggie Nelson, from Bluets
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POV: Hamlet got turned into an eyeshadow pallet
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I would rather break the world than lose you.
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— Amal El-Mohtar, from This Is How You Lose the Time War
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poetic-wilderness · 2 months
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i want to be in a blooming meadow; amongst a myriad of vibrant wildflowers with the sweet sounds of woodland creatures, honey bees buzzing about and birdsong in the air as i feel the gentle sunlight on my skin and laugh and frolic without a care in the world
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poetic-wilderness · 4 months
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Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.
- The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath
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I felt myself melting into the shadows like the negative of a person I’d never seen before in my life.
- The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath
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poetic-wilderness · 4 months
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If Shakespeare had never existed, he asked, would the world have differed much from what it is today? Does the progress of civilization depend upon great men? Is the lot of the average human being better now that in the time of the Pharaohs?
- To The Lighthouse, Virginia Woolf
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poetic-wilderness · 5 months
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I felt very still and very empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo
- The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath
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poetic-wilderness · 9 months
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I would rather break the world than lose you.
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— Amal El-Mohtar, from This Is How You Lose the Time War
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