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born to always mourn the present like it’s already become a memory
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“The Greek word for return is nostos. Algos means suffering. So nostalgia is the suffering caused by an unappeased yearning to return.”
— Milan Kundera (via quotemadness)
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“Regenerative experiences: Plunge into the sea. The sun. An old city. Silence.”
— Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980 (via mrsclarkkent)
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I made it through April, May, June; it seemed I had outsmarted grief but pulled the hanged man card repeatedly—the self-same sorrow said a different way.
— Maya C. Popa, from “Signal”
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“I would have said, then, it was torture to love someone you couldn’t save. But what did I know? How lucky it was–how lucky it always is–to love someone at all.”
— Danusha Laméris, from “Haunts,” The American Poetry Review (vol. 52, no.3, May/June 2023)
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“It doesn’t matter to me how many summers I live to return: this one summer we have entered eternity.”
— Louise Glück, excerpt from The White Lilies
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anne boyer “the harm will come: it never doesn’t” / julia armfield “to watch a horror movie is to know that something bad is going to happen. to have a body is really the same thing” / hilary mantel “we don’t have to invite pain in, it’s waiting for us: sooner rather than later” / marie howe “you know how we’ve been waiting for the big pain to come? I think it’s here. I think this is it. I think it’s been here all along” / gregory orr “I want to go back to the beginning. we all do. I think: hurt won’t be there. but I’m wrong” / toni morrison “the hurt was always there” / torrey peters “pain that had to be endured, withstood, pain that was the same as being alive, and so without end”
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-Sylvia Plath. (The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath)
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