wolf lamb

She loves the wolf. She does not love the lamb. Not just any wolf. She loves the wolf that is capable of love.

It is even more complicated: she loves the wolf who contains, hides or reveals an unexpected sweetness in his violence.

The sweetness of the cruel is a greater sweetness.
—  Hélène Cixous, from Rootprints: Memory and Life Writing; “The Story of the Wolf who loves the Lamb he does not Eat,”
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It would be boring without you

🐺 - Lamb, tell me a story..

🐑 - There was once a pale man with dark hair who was very lonely..

🐺 - Why was it lonely?

🐑 - All things must meet this man, so they shunned him.

🐺 - Did he chase them all?

🐑 - He took an axe, and split himself in two…

🐺 - So he will always have a friend..?

🐑 - So he will always have a friend.