Madeline Miller
- The Song of Achilles
In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.
Madeline Miller
- As the poets say
Achilles' eyes were bright in the firelight, his face drawn sharply by the flickering shadows. I would know is in dark or disguise, told myself. I would know it even in madness.
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- CELESTIALISMS
Concept: the stars fall in love with us. They trace constellations from our bodies and memorize our shapes. Every day, they look down at a world so far away, a world so charmingly fragile, a world they can never have. Every night, they dream of us.
Azar Nafisi
- Reading Lolita in Tehran
You get a strange feeling when you're about to leave a place. Like you'll not only miss the people you love, but you'll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you'll never be this way ever again.
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- unknown
In another universe the sky is always pink and I didn't leave three people for you and in another one the trees grow downwards with their roots in the air and in another one we meet in the middle of the street at the age of six while chasing after the same butterfly.
Franz Kafka
- Letters To Felice
The trouble is, I am not at peace with myself; I am not always "something," and if for once I am "something," I pay for it by "being nothing" for months on end.
Blythe Baird
I am trying to see things in perspective. My dog wants a bite of my peanut butter chocolate chip bagel. I know she cannot have this, because chocolate makes dogs very sick. My dog does not understand this. She pouts and wraps herself around my leg like a scarf and purrs and tries to convince me to give her just a tiny bit. When I do not give in, she eventually gives up and lays in the corner, under the piano, drooping and sad. I hope the universe has my best interest in mind like I have my dog's.
Benjamin Alire Sáenz
- Snipet from Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe
All this time. This was what was wrong with me. All this time I had been trying to figure out the secrets of the universe, the secrets of my own body, of my own heart. All of the answers had always been so close and yet I had always fought them without even knowing it. From the minute I'd met Dante, I had fallen in love with him. I just didn't let myself know it, think it, feel it. My father was right. And it was true what my mother said. We all fight our own private wars.
