“I Am The Ocean; The Earth; Whatever Dies For You.”

we have / bartered away heaven, / in starry nights, in the apple / orchards of Paradise.

- Marina Tsvetaeva, We shall not escape Hell tr. Elaine Feinstein

“Then when G-d asks [Cain], ‘Where is your brother Abel?’ he arrogantly responds, ‘I do not know. Am I my brother’s keeper?’ In essence, the entire Bible is written as an affirmative response to this question.”

— Rabbi Joseph Telushkin, Jewish Literacy (via levoneh)

it’s been two days and i’m still obsessed with this answer from céline sciamma about portrait of a lady on fire

I want to say the poet is never afraid because he is unceasingly afraid, and therefore cannot become that which he already is

Mary Ruefle, On Fear

It is all an illusion (which is nothing against it, for illusions are the most valuable and nessecary of all things, and she who can create one is among the world’s greatest benefactors),

- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

Winter is king, raindrops sing, gardens drip with loss.

Nancy Milford, Savage Beauty

So often a metaphor arrives in the physical world with violence.

- Heather Christle, The Crying Book

I lay exhaling human feelings

Anaïs Nin, Henry and June

Either she loves him, or she is resolved to.

Wisława Szymborska, Portrait of a Woman tr. Regina Grol

For what more terrifying revelation can there be than that it is the present moment?

- Virginia Woolf, Orlando