Anaïs Nin, in a diary entry dated 23 May 1915 featured in The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1914–1920

— Tennessee Williams, Notebooks

Louis Veray (1820-1891). Moissonneuse endormie, 1855.

heart’s desire, louise glück

The Capitol, Washington, D.C.

excerpt.

“there are, on this planet alone, something like two million naturally occurring sweet things, some with names so gorgeous as to kick the steel from my knees: agave, persimmon, stick ball, the purple okra I bought for two bucks at the market. Think of that. The long night, the skeleton in the mirror, the man behind me on the bus taking notes, yeah, yeah. But look; my niece is running through a field calling my name. My neighbor sings like an angel and at the end of my block is a basketball court. I remember. My color’s green. I’m spring.”

— Ross Gay, excerpt of “Sorrow Is Not My Name”, in Bringing the Shovel Down

I love being in my room, surrounded by all of my books, plants and pretty pink things.

Loneliness does not come from having no people about one, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to oneself, or from holding certain views which others find inadmissible. 

Carl Jung, “Memories, Dreams, Reflections”

I am constantly trying to communicate something incommunicable, to explain something inexplicable, to tell about something I only feel in my bones and which can only be experienced in those bones. 

Franz Kafka, “Letters to Milena”

the terrifying angel by miklós radnóti

Hanif Abdurraqib, They Can't Kill Us Until They Kill Us

Virginia Woolf, The Years

orpheus in spring by Jenny George

“Flamboyance and fortitude, femme and butch — not poses, not stereotypes, but a dance between two different kinds of women, one beckoning the other into a full blaze of color, the other strengthening the fragility behind the exuberance. We who love this way are poetry and history, action and theory, flesh and spirit.”

— Joan Nestle, “Flamboyance and Fortitude: An Introduction”, The Persistent Desire: A Femme-Butch Reader

Dacia Maraini, tr. by Tim Vode, from “Dreams of Clytemnestra,” wr. c. 1994

“want” from cold river: poems by joan larkin, october 1997