Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin Volume 1 1931-1934
Edna St. Vincent Millay, from “Sorrow”, Collected Poems
T. S. Eliot — The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
Alex Dimitrov, from "Love", Love and Other Poems
“Aphrodite, the queen of the senses, she, born of the sea-foam, is the luminousness of the gleaming senses, the phosphorescence of the sea, the senses become a conscious aim unto themselves; She is the gleaming darkness, she is the luminous night, she is goddess of destruction,”
— D. H. Lawrence, from Selected Poems and Writings; “The Lemon Gardens,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
(noun)
one who believes that nothing exists.
— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Vera
“Oh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne
The many wrongly addressed letters. Then the unsent ones. Followed by the unwritten ones. And at last — again — the poem: the breathed breve... a few syllables too long. — (Wave shorts. Wave troughs. No crests at all.)
– Paul Celan, trans. Pierre Joris
Eileen Myles, "Sleepless." I Must Be Living Twice: New and Selected Poems 1975 - 2014