When I was alive, I aimed to be a student not of longing but of light.

238. I want you to know, if you ever read this, there was a time when I would rather have had you by my side than any one of these words; I would rather have had you by my side than all the blue in the world.

239. But now you are talking as if love were a consolation. Simone Weil warned otherwise. "Love is not consolation," she wrote. "It is light."

240. All right then, let me try to rephrase. When I was alive, I aimed to be a student not of longing but of light.

—Maggie Nelson, "Bluets" (Wave Books, 2009) (via Regina Rosenfeld)

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- Bluets, Maggie Nelson

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"Bluets", Maggie Nelson

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Les Bluets (1973) - Joan Mitchell

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For to wish to forget how much you loved someone—and then, to actually forget—can feel, at times, like the slaughter of a beautiful bird who chose, by nothing short of grace, to make a habitat of your heart.

― Maggie Nelson, Bluets

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The English exonym "Blue People" is similarly derived from the indigo color of the tagelmust veils and other clothing, which sometimes stains the skin underneath giving it a blueish tint.

Another term for the Tuareg is Imuhagh or Imushagh, a cognate to the northern Berber self-name Imazighen.