#bs

The trauma said, ‘Don’t write these poems. Nobody wants to hear you cry about the grief inside your bones. ↗

— Andrea Gibson

#bones #grief #the-madness-vase #trauma #grief

I should go to Paris and jump off of the Eiffel Tower. If I took the Concorde, I could be dead three hours earlier. ↗

— Woody Allen

#paris

All right, you caught me. I'm secretly obsessed with you and spend all my free time writing about you in my journal. 'Dear Diary, today Will was an ass for the 467th day in a row. He's so dreamy ↗

— Elizabeth Scott

#obsession

I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#mermaid #observation #singing #love

Often it isn't the mountains ahead that wear you out, it's the little pebble in your shoe. ↗

— Muhammad Ali

#perspective #perspective

As her newest apprentice, it had been my job to go to the market every morning. I had gotten all the jobs no one else wanted, but I had treated each task as if it had been essential to do well -- a trick I had learned from my father. ↗

— Maria V. Snyder

#task #marketing

Vietnam was a country where America was trying to make people stop being communists by dropping things on them from airplanes. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

#america #bombs #communism #communists #vietnam

May she wake in torment!" he cried, with frightful vehemence, stamping his foot, and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. "Why, she's a liar to the end! Where is she? Not there—not in heaven—not perished—where? Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer—I repeat it till my tongue stiffens—May she wake in torment!" he cried, with frightful vehemence, stamping his foot, and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. "Why, she's a liar to the end! Where is she? Not there—not in heaven—not perished—where? Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer—I repeat it till my tongue stiffens—Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living; you said I killed you—haunt me, then! The murdered do haunt their murderers, I believe. I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul! ↗

— Emily Brontë

#death #hate #love #malediction #obsession

Man stands face to face with the irrational. He feels within him his longing for happiness and for reason. The absurd is born of this confrontation between the human need and the unreasonable silence of the world. ↗

— Albert Camus

#myth

If a man doesn't know how to dance he doesn't know how to make love, there I said it! ↗

— Craig Ferguson

#dance #dancing #lovemaking #man #men