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excerptum · 6 days
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They created a strange tableau: rabid boy, trapped girl, bombed-out building. It suggested a tale that could only end in tragedy. Star-crossed lovers meeting their fate.
Suzanne Collins, The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes
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excerptum · 9 months
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Eat of me, baby. Skin to the bone, body on body, until I'm all gone, but I'm with you, inside.
Ethel Cain, Famous Last Words (An Ode to Eaters)
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excerptum · 11 months
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The act of mourning itself is a final, destitute version of love. It is a mangled, tortured, messy last phase of it, one that exists for itself alone, without answer and without hope of being reciprocated ever again. It’s also a small act of rebellion against the world, ignoring all calls to be healthy, sane, responsible.
Sally Oliver
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excerptum · 1 year
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Is it better to out-monster the monster or to be quietly devoured?
Friedrich Nietzsche, Good and Evil
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excerptum · 1 year
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You are on the floor crying, and you have been on the floor crying for days. And that is you being brave. That is you getting through it as best you know how. No one else can decide what your tough looks like.
Clementine von Radics
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excerptum · 1 year
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Violence shocked the system, because the system could not cannibalize itself and survive.
R. F. Kuang, Babel
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excerptum · 1 year
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Missionaries, my dear! Don’t you realize that missionaries are the divinely provided food for destitute and underfed cannibals? Whenever they are on the brink of starvation, Heaven in its infinite mercy sends them a nice plump missionary.
Oscar Wilde, Only Dull People are Brilliant at Breakfast
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excerptum · 1 year
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He is half of my soul, as the poets say.
Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles
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excerptum · 1 year
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I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.
Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles
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excerptum · 1 year
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You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
Franz Kafka, The Zürau Aphorisms
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excerptum · 1 year
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I would rather love a coward than mourn a legend.
Alix E. Harrow, The Six Deaths of the Saint
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excerptum · 1 year
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You found you did not mind being the devil, as long as you were his.
Alix E. Harrow, The Six Deaths of the Saint
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excerptum · 1 year
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We die in the morning, right?
Jesse, Before Sunrise
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excerptum · 1 year
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"This is our dream, remember? Villa on the island?"
"Yeah. Well, this is my reality. Hard work and a crippling mortgage."
Mamma Mia! (2008)
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excerptum · 1 year
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You are both stars, don’t forget. When the stars exploded billions of years ago, they formed everything that is this world. The moon, the trees, everything we know is stardust. So don’t forget. You are stardust.
Before Sunrise (1995)
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excerptum · 1 year
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Like sunlight, sunset, we appear, we disappear. We are so important to some, but we are just passing through.
Natalia, Before Midnight
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excerptum · 1 year
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I believe if there's any kind of god, it wouldn't be in any of us, not you or me, but just this little space in between.
Céline, Before Sunrise
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