“Understand, I’ll slip quietly away from the noisy crowd when I see the pale stars rising, blooming, over the oaks. I’ll pursue solitary pathways through the pale twilit meadows, with only this one dream: You come too.”
— Rainer Maria Rilke
“Understand, I’ll slip quietly away from the noisy crowd when I see the pale stars rising, blooming, over the oaks. I’ll pursue solitary pathways through the pale twilit meadows, with only this one dream: You come too.”
— Rainer Maria Rilke
“God I want you in some primal, wild way animals want each other. Untamed and full of teeth. God I want you in some chaste, Victorian way. A glimpse of your ankle just kills me.”— Clementine von Radics, “Desire,” Mouthful of Forevers
Alfred de Musset, tr. by Lloyd Bishop, from “Nights in December,” wr. c. 1837
And last night’s phrases
Sick with lack of basis
Are still writhing on my floorFiona Apple at the 1997 VH1 fashion awards
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