Angel Left Angel Right

Poetry

“Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.” — Fyodor Dostoyevsky-

“Freedom isn't enough.

What I desire doesn't have a name yet.”

— Clarice Lispector-
“I often think in music. I live my daydreams in music.” — Albert Einstein-
“Poetry is a way of remembering what it would impoverish us to forget.” — Robert Frost-
“There was nowhere to go but everywhere, so just keep on rolling under the stars.” — Jack Kerouac-
“I have spent all my life resisting the desire to end it.” — Franz Kafka-

“My life, the most truthful one, is unrecognizable, extremely interior, and there is no single word that gives it meaning.”

— Clarice Lispector-
"I am free and that is why I am lost." — Franz Kafka-
"Every profound spirit needs a mask." — Friedrich Nietzsche-
“Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on earth.” — Fyodor Dostoyevsky-

“I write to save someone's life, probably my own.”

— Clarice Lispector-

“I had a dream, which was not all a dream.

The bright sun was extinguish’d,

and the stars did wander darkling in the eternal space,

rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth

swung blind and blackening in the moonless air."

— Lord Byron-

"She believed in angels, and, because she believed, they existed.”

— Clarice Lispector-
“When he has lost all hope, all object in life, man becomes a monster in his misery.” — Fyodor Dostoyevsky-
“Yes, there was a great power and satisfaction in giving up all hope.” —Gary Clemenceau-

“But I welcome the darkness where the two eyes

of that soft panther glow.

The darkness is my cultural broth.

The enchanted darkness.

I go on speaking to you, risking disconnection: I’m subterraneously unattainable because of what I know.”

— Clarice Lispector-

“It was overwhelming in her body, the multitude,

all the selves she'd been.”

—Aja Gabel-

“Maybe happiness only exists in fragments.

Maybe it is only the absence of grief.”

—Marie Lu-

“More lights than I could ever count stretch out into the darkness

and they don't stop stretching.

I'm scared of how far they go.”

—Henry Hoke-
“I didn’t survive — i just kept decaying. A quiet truth for the forgotten.” —Jonathan Harnisch-

“'Now I did not say to you that I don't believe at all!' he finally shouted.

'I'm letting you know, purely and simply, that I'm an unhappy, boring book and nothing more, for the time being, for the time being.

But let my name perish! You're what ... we're discussing, not me... I am a man without talent, and all I can do is spill my blood and nothing more, like any man without talent.

Let my blood perish as well!'”

—Fyodor Dostoevsky-
"I desire the things that will destroy me in the end." —Sylvia Plath-

“I'm not obliged to give you any accounting,

and you can't understand my ideas.

I want to take my life because that's my idea,

because I don't want to be afraid of death, because...

because it's none of your business...”

—Fyodor Dostoevsky-
“In my core I have the strange impression that I don’t belong to the human species.” —Clarice Lispector-
“If people are deprived of what is immeasurably great, they will cease to live and will die in despair.” —Fyodor Dostoevsky-
"Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing." —Sylvia Plath-
“She expected nothing. She was in herself, the end itself.” —Clarice Lispector-
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