crawling out of august covered in blood
ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇᴛᴀᴄʜᴍᴇɴᴛ. ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ. ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴀʟʟ ᴀɴ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇ.
“Find me a house where no one can ever come. I like talking to you, but to no one else in the whole world.”
Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Lytton Strachey wr. c. September 1925
“I’m waiting for you, I’m waiting for the evening calm, I’m waiting for our time, the oblique light, this pause between day and night. Peace will come, surely. But I can imagine no other peace than that of our two bodies bound together, of our gaze given over to each other - I have no other homeland but you.”
Albert Camus to Maria Casarès,Correspondance, July 17, 1949
It’s been very rare to have known you, very strange and wonderful.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
"Please don't ask me" I said. "I am in love that is all I know. and it is the most wonderful feeling in the world." (…) I said I was in love. and I am. I think I have always loved, and am loving and will love forever. Who? I do not know. A shadow, a fancy. smoke, a vision. no tangible person yet, but someone. (…) Had I been a man, I would have been an eternal lover. Being a woman, what am I? The future will tell. Only, I am in love, because my heart is awake to every vibration, to every touch or nature and humanity. I feel, always, from day to day, sorrow and joy. I live and dream love.
The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920-1923
Allāh ﷻ opens millions of flowers without forcing the buds. It reminds us not to force anything, for things happen in the right time.
In my sweet little silly daydreams, you bring me home flowers. And then I take your head onto my lap and play with your hair.
when a man treats you well, it becomes a pleasure to take care of him in return
“He reaches over and he touches me, like a prayer for which no words exist, and i feel my heart taking root in my body, like i’ve discovered something i don't even have a name for. A feeling so intense like my heart wasn’t moved this way before, as if it was brought to life.”
"Grief has no distance. Grief comes in waves, paroxysms, sudden apprehensions that weaken the knees and blind the eyes and obliterate the dailiness of life."
– Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking
and I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best my little dove...