Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky, From A Letter Featured In The Life & Letters Of Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky

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to be seen without performing. to be heard without screaming. to be missed without disappearing. to be enough without proving it. to be held without falling apart. to be understood without explaining. to be wanted without conditions. to be. to be.

Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, from a letter to Percy Bysshe Shelley, featured in The Letters of Mary Shelley

i don’t want to do anything else but love you

I broke in places no one could see, and smiled like nothing ever cracked.

— unknown (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

From Here to Eternity (Fred Zinnemann, 1953)

Sometimes it feels like a lie to call myself a poet --

The world is a gorgeous, ethereal place --

All I've ever done is, do my best to use what little words I have to tell you what my eyes have happened to see, and, what my heart has happened to feel.

I'm just another of life's many plagiarists --

Stealing experiences for myself and pretending they're words born from my soul --

So what's the term, then, when the universe's machinations bring me across someone like you, and my heart is filled with so many words that I could write a thousand novels?

A poet?

A thief?

Or simply a woman with a mind, taken, filled to the brim by chance, with desire, need, and affection?

"Could you even describe the warmth of a glowing moon?" V. Rue, 2025.

-Franz Kafka, from Letters to Felice