Anais Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin, 1939-1947
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“What they have now they can never have back again. But for her the pain of loneliness will be nothing to the pain that she used to feel, of being unworthy. He brought her goodness like a gift and now it belongs to her. Meanwhile his life opens out before him in all directions at once. They’ve done a lot of good for each other. Really, she thinks, really. People can really change one another. You should go, she says. I’ll always be here. You know that.” — Sally Rooney
Normal People (2020—)
THE CRUCIBLE x KELLY AKASHI
Arthur Miller, The Crucible (1953)
Kelly Akashi, sculptures, Bound (2017) + Feel Me (2017)
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“I find value in thinking in stories. Aren’t we all woven through with stories? Isn’t that how we think of our lives, how we survive them? Now, when someone hurts me, I remember that they are only living the terms of their own fictions—sometimes desperately—so their selves don’t unravel.”— Lidia Yuknavitch, “Woven” from Guernica Magazine
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me in my head at the supermarket: nobody is ever going to fucking love me. omg 25% off
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“How can I celebrate love, now that I know what it does?”— Gregory Orr, from Orpheus & Eurydice: A Lyric Sequence
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when héloïse in portrait of a lady on fire asked ‘do all lovers feel as though they’re inventing something?’
and when sarah ruhl said ‘there was once a very great american surgeon named halsted. he was married to a nurse. he loved her-immeasurably. one day halsted noticed that his wife’s hands were chapped and red when she came back from surgery. and so he invented rubber gloves. for her. it is one of the great love stories in medicine. the difference between inspired medicine and uninspired medicine is love.
when i met ana i knew:
i loved her to the point of invention.’and when yehuda amichai said ‘we were such a good and loving invention. an airplane made from a man and wife. wings and everything. we hovered a little above the earth. we even flew a little.’
when anne carson said ‘all lovers believe they are inventing love’
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you can hope for something until you don’t want it anymore
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I kneel into a dream where I
am good & loved. I am
good. I am loved. My hands have made
some good mistakes. They can always
make better ones.Natalie Wee, “Least of All,” Our Bodies & Other Fine Machines (Amazon / Goodreads)
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