February 2012
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One night they fell asleep, side by side. He slept curled upon her back; a dark...
– A.S. Byatt, Possession
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But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a...
– Samuel Beckett
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There is an unbearable pain locked in my memories, so I keep them hidden, away from my heart and soul. But just a glimpse, and I fall apart, desperately trying to hide them again. I feel too much. I fall under the weight. The pressure is kicking.
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That’s who you really like. The people you can think out loud in front of.
– John Green
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Words, words were truly alive on the tongue, in the head,
warm, beating,...
– Carol Ann Duffy, Little Red Cap
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If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from...
– Extract of Virginia Woolf’s suicide note
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adreamkeepingyouawake
There is beauty in the nomad’s life, a blooming freedom, knowing you do not belong anywhere. You wander under the same stars that filled your eyes and fell down your hair while your feet touch unknown grounds. Those old faces slowly vanish into memories, mirroring the new ones. Your own face changes its reflection in the water, glowing with a light you never stopped fighting for. You barely...
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Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept...
– Harvey Fierstein
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Healing grief does not mean making the grief disappear, but rather making peace...
– Barry Grosskopf
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I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion...
– Virginia Woolf
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People talk about the courage of condemned men walking to the place of...
– Graham Greene
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thoselonelykeepsakes
“I have grown to love secrecy. It seems to be the one thing that can make modern life mysterious or marvellous to us. The commonest thing is delightful if one only hides it.” - Oscar Wilde
Though I do not love secrecy, it is within me. And so, it has grown upon me. Every part wants to be read, to be open to those who read but my hesitant mind keeps me from doing so. I know no other way except to...
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People say, “I’m going to sleep now,” as if it were nothing. But it’s really a...
– George Carlin, Brain Droppings
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Once upon a time in the middle of winter, when the flakes of snow were falling...
– The Brothers Grimm, Little Snow-White
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bluebloodblues
The cold is creeping in like the most beautiful of ghosts. I imagine her with crystal hair, dresses of gauze, and the voice of an icebird. A kiss from her frosted lips delights the mind like a river in the mountains, springing with words in your frozen delirium. You want to dance but you realize you can no longer feel your feet.
I became a sailor in a papership on streams of blue and lavender....
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I wonder how many people I’ve looked at all my life and never seen.
– John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent
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The Poet Of Ignorance by Anne Sexton
Perhaps the earth is floating, I do not know. Perhaps the stars are little paper cutups made by some giant scissors, I do not know. Perhaps the moon is a frozen tear, I do not know. Perhaps God is only a deep voice heard by the deaf, I do not know.
Perhaps I am no one. True, I have a body and I cannot escape from it. I would like to fly out of my head, but that is out of the question. It is...