“l love you, in ways you've never been loved, for reasons you've never been told, for longer than you think you deserved and with more than you will ever know existed inside me.”
— Tyler Knott Gregson, Chasers of the Light
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— Louise L. Hay
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—Virginia Woolf
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J.R.R. Tolkien, from The Return of the King
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Art by Rebecca Rebouche
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Sylvia Plath // Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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Alex Dimitrov, from “Together and by Ourselves”
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Clarice Lispector, from “A Breath of Life”, published posthumously in Brazil in the late 1970s
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I hated him because I could not remain detached, could not remain standing at the top of the stairs watching him depart. I felt myself going down with him, within him, because his pain and flight were so familiar to me. I descended with him, and lost myself, passed into him, became one with him like his shadow.
AnaĂŻs Nin, Winter of Artifice
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Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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Clarice Lispector, from “Where Were You at Night”, Soulstorm: Stories (tr. Alexis Levitin)
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Florence Welch, from “Useless Magic: Lyrics & Poetry”
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Anne Brontë ― The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
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