“My tenderness remained, lonely, enormous, unnecessary.”

— Zinaida Nikolaevna Gippius, from Selected Works; “Heavenly Words,”

The moon understands dark places. The moon has secrets of her own. She holds what light she can.

Lucille Clifton, from "Moonchild" in The Collected Poems of Lucille Clifton, 1965-2010

"If beauty is the only way to make the nightmares go away I'll plant a garden in your brain and let the roots absorb the pain"

~ Trust, Lucy Dacus

“I know this transformation is painful but you’re not falling apart; you’re just falling into something different, with a new capacity to be beautiful.”

— William C. Hannan

“This is brutally beautiful. So are we. This is endless. So are we.”

— Buddy Wakefield, Human the Death Dance (via words-and-coffee)

“My lovely November, Have you seen my heart, somewhere in your castle of yellow leaves?”

— A Waltz for Zizi, from “Letter to November,” written c. May 2013

“Once water lilies floated on this pool. Now they are gone, only their phantoms sigh,”

— Marya Zaturenska, from Water Lilies: A Nocturne; The Collected Poems of M. Zaturenska

“She was an old soul, waiting for an old love to return to her. The kind that opens doors and causes your cheeks to burn with comfortable warmth.”

— “Original" by Annelies, excerpt from the series Morning Wild Boy Hair. 09/07/2016

“We were dreamers, both of us, unpractical, reserved, full of great theories never put to test, and like all dreamers, asleep to the waking world.”

— Daphne du Maurier, My Cousin Rachel, 1951  (via paper-fairy)

“I’m chasing myself (I have been for years).”

— Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980