The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920–1923
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D. H. Lawrence, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of D. H. Lawrence
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Albert Camus, from The Myth of Sisyphus
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"Please, keep smiling," he whispers. "It does wonders on me."
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oh to just walk everywhere
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it was april and she was the saddest thing under the sun. half a human, half an apology, she kept her palms up. beside her, there was a boy. seventeen. blowing away his feelings in smoke. a lethal drug of choice, she wondered. she replayed the scenarios over and over in her mind. do they all truly love me or is it only a matter of my ratiocination? she could hear the birds twittering and all the moths that kept eating away at her heart. spoiled. rotten. bloodstained. i paused but you never did.
mind dearest, you make me lose my sanity.
they don't really love you. they only say they do because they know you don't have anyone else.
they don't like your art. they only say they do because if they don't, they'd feel bad.
you never shut up for a minute, do you? perhaps all of this isn't true. perhaps no one has ever lied to me more than you have to me.
more than i have to my own self.
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Ama Codjoe, from Bluest Nude: Poems; “Bluest Nude”
[Text ID: “I crave. I want to be seen clearly or not at all.”]
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spring is coming. Spring IS COMING. You will stand on soft grass again, and feel the sun kiss your cheeks and shoulders. you will eat of the same berries as the animals returned from their hibernation. you will hear the air alive with your collective breathing.
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Louise Glück, from "Persephone the Wanderer", Averno
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Jules Laforgue, from Modern Poets of France: An Anthology; "Lament of the Pianos Heard in Rich Neighborhoods,"
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Albert Camus, from The Myth of Sisyphus
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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."
– Nizar Qabbani
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[...] I’m so pathetically intense. I just can’t be any other way.
Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath: Volume I: 1940 - 1956 — Edward Cohen, c. 11th September 1950
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