“She is a living fire, such as I have never seen; (…)”
— Franz Kafka, from Letters To Milena
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“I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.”
Emily Brontë, from Wuthering Heights
“I know there is something else. Almost nothing. But I can’t explain what I see. To anyone. There: I am quietly slipping into the water’s depths, towards fear.”
Jean-Paul Sartre, from Nausea
“and I will fall into nothingness.”
Arthur Rimbaud, from A Season in Hell
“Day after day I think of you as soon as I wake up. Someone has put cries of birds on the air like jewels.”
Anne Carson, from Plainwater
“I dread sleeping: my dreams appal me”
Emily Brontë, from Wuthering Heights
“The wound can have (should only have) just one proper name. I recognize that I love — you — by this: you leave in me a wound I do not want to replace.”
— Jacques Derrida (trans. Alan Bass), The Postcard: from Socrates to Freud and Beyond
“Restless, are you restless? Are you waiting for day to end, (…) For night to return, faithful, virtuous,”
— Louise Glück, from
Faithful And Virtuous Night in “Faithful And Virtuous Night”
“—and the feeling that all this was a nightmare, the faint consoling hope that I might wake up.”
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Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea
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“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language / And next year’s words await another voice.”
— T.S. Eliot, from “Little Gidding” (via theclassicsreader)