#excerpts

[howifeltabouthim]

'All human beings fly from consciousness. Drink, love, art are methods of flight.'

Iris Murdoch, from A Fairly Honourable Defeat

[fragments-of-love]

"Never have I ever felt a love like yours and never shall it burn out for as long as we both shall live..."

[maryqos]

coco mellors, cleopatra and frankenstein.

[feral-ballad]

Kim Addonizio, from Lucifer at the Starlite: Poems; “You Were”

[fairydrowning]

– Noor Unnahar, Instagram account "noor_unnahar"

[TEXT ID: / [Lemons] / My father's mother loved lemons. Years after her passing, / we run out of everything, but never / lemons. / Nothing else shelters grief / better than memory. / It's my father way of saying, / even in your absence, you will be / cared by me. / END ID]

[secretsiwhispertothemoon]

Frida Kahlo, from a letter wr. c. November 1933, featured in The Letters of Frida Kahlo: Cartas Apasionadas

[dionyrtal]

Vertigo Peaks by Dion Anja 2. Return II by Dean Gioia

[derangedrhythms]

Rebecca Perry, Beauty/Beauty; from 'Kintsugi 金継ぎ'

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

Miranda July, The First Bad Man

[wordedarchive]

It was April and she was the saddest thing under the sun.

Khush Bakht via wordedarchive

[howifeltabouthim]

'And as far as I'm concerned the past is finished, done for, gone.'

Iris Murdoch, from A Fairly Honourable Defeat

[fragments-of-love]

You have given me something that no one else can and that will forever only belong to us.

[maryqos]

coco mellors, cleopatra and frankenstein.

[feral-ballad]

Kim Addonizio, from Lucifer at the Starlite: Poems; “You with the crack running through you”

[septemberkisses]

— Carol Rifka Brunt in Tell The Wolves I'm Home

[fairydrowning]

"The day was beautiful, warm and clear. It was the end of August."

– Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov