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“Aragorn: You said you'd bind yourself to me, forsaking the immortal life of your people. Arwen: And to that I hold. I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone. Arwen: I choose a mortal life. Aragorn: You cannot give me this.

— Tolkien, J.R.R.,  from Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring

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“- I cannot do this alone. - You are a ring-bearer[...], to bear a ring of power is to be alone.” 

— Tolkien, J.R.R.,  from Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring

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“- I wish it need not have happened in my time [...] - So do I [...], and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.” 

— Tolkien, J.R.R.,  from Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring

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“The best of life; I languish in despair”

— Sophocles, ‘Electra’ from Sophocles II, translated by F. Storr.

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and i / learned to see but not show feeling and i learned to talk / while not / screaming

Nikki Giovanni, from “Poem of Angela Yvonne Davis” (via luthienne)

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“ Throughout the afternoon I watched them there, Snow-fairies falling, falling from the sky, Whirling fantastic in the misty air, ”

— McKay, Claude. ‘The Snow Fairy’, Harlem Shadows (1922).

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“What can one do in such a case? Must one despair?”

— Dostoevsky, Fyodor. The Karamazov Brothers.

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“In the dream I was astounded by my own loneliness, I began to feel sorry for myself. And I woke in tears.”

— Bulgakov, Mikhail. A Dead Man’s Memoir.

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“ Lingers still this scent of all the Past, of all the love we suffered ”

— Goethe, J.W., ‘A Past Within the Present’ from Selected Poetry, translated by David Luke.

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My heart is hardened; I cannot repent. Scarce can I name salvation, faith, or heaven.

— Marlowe, Christopher. Doctor Faustus. Act II, Scene II.

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“True love is love that stays constant for ever, whatever its fortune: / Whether requited or scorned, filled or sent empty away.”

— Goethe, J.W., ‘43’ from Selected Poetry, translated by David Luke.

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Whether it meant war, peace, or prayer we could not tell.

Conrad, Joseph. Heart of Darkness.

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“Water, quench my burning soul!”

— Goethe, J.W., ‘Singing and Shaping’ from Selected Poetry, translated by David Luke.

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“‘Why?’, asked Beauty, ‘oh Zeus, must I wither and fade?’ And the god said: / ‘Why, I made you to adorn only what withers and fades!’”

— Goethe, J.W., ‘42’ from Selected Poetry, translated by David Luke.

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“Shall these blossoms’ early blessing  Last not even one short hour?  In the warm west wind’s caressing  They are scattered like a shower.”

— Goethe, J.W., ‘Permanence in Change’ from Selected Poetry, translated by David Luke.

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“Oh have you seen that land where lemons grow,  Where golden oranges through dark leaves glow, Where gentle breeze stir in the blue sky, Myrtle and baytree stand so still, so high?”

— Goethe, J.W., 22 from Selected Poetry, translated by David Luke.

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“Who never wept to eat his bread, Who never sat through grievous hours,  Of night in tears upon his bed, He know you not, you higher powers.”

— Goethe, J.W., 24 from Selected Poetry, translated by David Luke.