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luckystarinsky · 1 month
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"There are exactly twenty-three really wonderful things in this world, and to be in the right place at the right time is one of them. "
-Robert Rankin, Raiders of the Lost Car Park
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luckystarinsky · 1 month
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"Grief is like falling in love; it is always narcissistic. Some catastrophe cuts through your life and immediately you reshape the world to make this disaster the secret heartbeat of all things, the buried truth of the universe."
- Colin Walsh, Kala
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luckystarinsky · 2 months
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"Why are you sad?"
"Because you speak to me in words and I look at you with feelings."
-Leo Tolstoy
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luckystarinsky · 2 months
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"I just want a humble, murderously simple thing: that a person be glad when I walk into the room."
—Marina Tsvetaeva, from 'On Love'
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luckystarinsky · 2 months
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“I will love you as a thief loves a gallery and as a crow loves a murder, as a cloud loves bats and as a range loves braes. I will love you as misfortune loves orphans, as fire loves innocence and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong. I will love you as a battlefield loves young men and as peppermints love your allergies, and I will love you as the banana peel loves the shoe of a man who was just struck by a shingle falling off a house. I will love you as a volunteer fire department loves rushing into burning buildings and as burning buildings love to chase them back out, and as a parachute loves to leave a blimp and as a blimp operator loves to chase after it.
I will love you as a dagger loves a certain person’s back, and as a certain person loves to wear dagger proof tunics, and as a dagger proof tunic loves to go to a certain dry cleaning facility, and how a certain employee of a dry cleaning facility loves to stay up late with a pair of binoculars, watching a dagger factory for hours in the hopes of catching a burglar, and as a burglar loves sneaking up behind people with binoculars, suddenly realizing that she has left her dagger at home.
I will love you as a drawer loves a secret compartment, and as a secret compartment loves a secret, and as a secret loves to make a person gasp, and as a gasping person loves a glass of brandy to calm their nerves, and as a glass of brandy loves to shatter on the floor, and as the noise of glass shattering loves to make someone else gasp, and as someone else gasping loves a nearby desk to lean against, even if leaning against it presses a lever that loves to open a drawer and reveal a secret compartment. I will love you until all such compartments are discovered and opened, and until all the secrets have gone gasping into the world. I will love you until all the codes and hearts have been broken and until every anagram and egg has been unscrambled.
I will love you until every fire is extinguised and until every home is rebuilt from the handsomest and most susceptible of woods, and until every criminal is handcuffed by the laziest of policemen. I will love until M. hates snakes and J. hates grammar, and I will love you until C. realizes S. is not worthy of his love and N. realizes he is not worthy of the V. I will love you until the bird hates a nest and the worm hates an apple, and until the apple hates a tree and the tree hates a nest, and until a bird hates a tree and an apple hates a nest, although honestly I cannot imagine that last occurrence no matter how hard I try.
I will love you as we grow older, which has just happened, and has happened again, and happened several days ago, continuously, and then several years before that, and will continue to happen as the spinning hands of every clock and the flipping pages of every calendar mark the passage of time, except for the clocks that people have forgotten to wind and the calendars that people have forgotten to place in a highly visible area. I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where we once we were so close that we could slip the curved straw, and the long, slender spoon, between our lips and fingers respectively.
I will love you until the chances of us running into one another slip from slim to zero, and until your face is fogged by distant memory, and your memory faced by distant fog, and your fog memorized by a distant face, and your distance distanced by the memorized memory of a foggy fog. I will love you no matter where you go and who you see, no matter where you avoid and who you don’t see, and no matter who sees you avoiding where you go. I will love you no matter what happens to you, and no matter how I discover what happens to you, and no matter what happens to me as I discover this, and now matter how I am discovered after what happens to me as I am discovering this.”
— Lemony Snicket
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luckystarinsky · 3 months
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"We never parted, but we will never meet again."
- Mahmoud Darwish
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luckystarinsky · 3 months
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“A lifetime wouldn’t be enough. Eternity wouldn’t be enough. Not when I want to map every star in the sky with you in my arms. There is nothing I wouldn’t give you. Nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”
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luckystarinsky · 4 months
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A new year must be a different year, and if the old one has kept us apart, perhaps the new year, with miraculous forces, will throw us together. Throw, throw, New Year!
Franz Kafka, 1912.
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luckystarinsky · 4 months
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You have options. I promise you, you have options. Even if you blow up your whole life, change your name and train hop half way across the country- you still have options. So long as you are alive you have choices and chances. If you can’t see them, ask someone else. Ask a stranger or someone who loves you. Anyone not in your situation will have different a perspective. Stay safe and stay alive.
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luckystarinsky · 4 months
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16.12.2023 // day 2/100 of productivity - I completely forgot about doing this 100 day challenge (oops) so I'm starting it again now since my exams are coming up in just a few months! I spent the day working through some of the harder topics and drew out some diagrams to help me understand them.
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luckystarinsky · 5 months
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It matters little how small I am in the pool of another's eye. It's awe or indifference I crave. I want to be seen clearly or not at all.
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luckystarinsky · 5 months
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Days will pass, and you'll abandon things you were addicted to, and leave someone, and cancel a dream, and finally, accept a reality.
-Nizaar Qabbani
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luckystarinsky · 5 months
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Audre Lorde warned of mistaking “the trappings of success in a sick society for the signs of a meaningful life.”
As Toni Morrison said, success “will never substitute for comfort, friends and love.” And it’s really “a private thing. It’s when you have fewer and fewer regrets.”
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luckystarinsky · 5 months
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when Dostoevsky said “your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing”
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luckystarinsky · 6 months
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when edgar allen poe wrote “years of love have been forgot, in the hatred of a minute”
"between what is said and not meant and what is meant and not said, most of love is lost" jane austen
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luckystarinsky · 7 months
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IN A WORLD WHERE BEAUTY AND ATTRACTIVENESS HAVE BECOME SO COMMONPLACE AND MUNDANE THE EXCEPTIONAL UGLINESS HAS BECOME DIVINE
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luckystarinsky · 7 months
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"If you want to kill somebody, conquer his heart, Then leave slowly and leave them between death and madness."
– Nizar Qabbani
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