Naomi Shihab Nye, From You & Yours: Poems; "Stay," Originally Published In 2005

“I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times, in life after life, in age after age forever.”

— Rabindranath Tagore

“My tenderest kisses, beloved little being — I dreamt about you.”

— Simone de Beauvoir (1908-1986), in a letter to Jean-Paul Sartre (1905-1980),  Friday [7 July 1939], Amiens, in “Letters To Sartre”, translated by Quintin Hoare

“He does not know how to love anyone but himself, and when he wants to love others he always has first to transform them into himself. In that he is ingenious.”

—Daybreak, §412 (edited).

“But I also think she was crying because, through the music, she might have guessed there were other ways of feeling, there were more delicate existences and even a certain luxury of the soul. She knew that there were a lot of things she didn’t know how to understand.”

— Clarice Lispector, from The Hour of the Star.

♡ fairytale-like words ♡

sea silk, sea foam, sea glass, honeydew, moonflowers, snowy eyelashes, pink powdered, otherworldly, lily eyed, misty days, melancholic dreamer, melodies, peach nectar, fallen rose petals, petals, glowing dreams, dazzling, gleaming, glassy eyes, ocean, sea,wavy hair, water nymph, mermaid, siren, faery, soft lullabies, ocean eyes, honeysuckle, ghost, tangled hair, dewdrops, dewy skin, shiny moonlight, innocent lamb, peachy cheeks, fairytales, velvet, fawn, doe eyed, sugar coated, wonderland, bunnies, enchanting, rose scented tears, rain, angels.

“It is amazing what one ray of sunshine can do for a man!”

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Humiliated and Insulted

“You have it now and that is all your life is; now. There is nothing else than now. There is neither yesterday, certainly, nor is there any tomorrow. How old must you be before you know that?”

— For Whom the Bell Tolls, Ernest Hemingway

“If I can feel all this there must be something good in the universe…”

— Ezra Pound, from Poems And Translations (via violentwavesofemotion)

“IPHIGENIA : I shall wash blood with blood to get rid of the defilement—”

— Euripides, Iphigenia Among the Taurians (tr. by Anne Carson)

Vladimir Nabokov, from Letters to Véra