This was the trouble with families. Like invidious doctors, they knew just where it hurt.
- Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things
Yours
(now I'm even losing my name - it was getting shorter and shorter all the time and is now: Yours)
― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
Because the sunset, like survival, exists only on the verge of its own disappearing. To be gorgeous, you must first be seen, but to be seen allows you to be hunted.
― Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
Even if you are annoyed come just to give me pain Come even if you have to then leave me yet again
Ranjish hi sahi dil hi dukhane ke liye aa
Aa phir se mujhe chhod ke jaane ke liye aa
— Ahmad Faraz
...at the end of the day there was nothing to be gained by reminding people that everything that had ever been written, even the greatest and most authoritative texts in the world, were about dreams, not real life, dreams conjured up by words.
— Orhan Pamuk, The Black Book
While I bathe in cliffside pools
With my calamitous love and insurmountable grief
Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die
I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you
— Taylor Swift, the lakes
(Photos by Mark Atkinson, Cristian Benavides, lil artsy, eberhard grossgasteiger)
I am afraid of falling asleep. To wake up to find that you were there only in my dreams.
— where shadows live
And then there are days when I can't even recognise myself.
— where shadows live, on days I feel lost
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