#prose

it’s true that I burnt down Rome for you. yes I fought myself and then bleed. bleed onto the paper but now the ink

“I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.” -

If life were eternal, all interest and anticipation would vanish. It is uncertainty which lends it fascination.

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Yet this silence is lined, I promise you, it is lined with tenderness. And if you doubt this, remember touching with your

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How do we forgive ourselves for all the things we did not become?

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There are people we meet in life who miss being important to us by inches, days, or heartbeats. Another place or time or

_Jonathan Carroll_

I have placed all of my love into my own hands and asked the heavens to send me something beautiful I have asked myself

What else is love but understanding and rejoicing in the fact that another person lives, acts, and experiences otherwise than

_Friedrich Nietzsche, Human, All Too Human_

William Shakespeare, Macbeth: Act I, Scene 4

I wanted it so much. I don’t know why I wanted it so much.

_Ernest Hemingway // Cat in the Rain_

I can tell you’re not yourself lately, and I hope wherever you’ve gone, you feel free.

_R.M. Drake_

How glad I am that you exist.

_Vita Sackville-West_

In my heart there was a kind of fighting that would not let me sleep.

I used to weave crowns

If we wait until we’re ready, we’ll be waiting for the rest of our lives.

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Emily Dickinson, We Grow Accustomed to the Dark, from The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson TEXT: "And so

listen: there’s a hell of a good universe next door; let’s go

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People don’t always want to be with people. It gets tiring.

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The universe is seeming really huge right now… I need something to hold on to.

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I’m older than Time and Space, because I’m conscious. Things derive from me; the whole of Nature is the offspring of

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[Love] must be something like that, she thought now, something ineffable that comes from outside and fills us; something

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She knew that some night [love] would burst and blaze, and it would rise in her again and again, would course in her blood,

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All your life you wait, and then it finally comes, and are you ready?

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Life went on without you. Of course, it did. of course, it does. It was just an ending, not the end.

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