I speak my own sins; I cannot judge another. I have no tongue for it.
Arthur Miller, from The Crucible, 1953
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People aren't homes, they never will be. People are rivers, always changing, forever flowing. They will disappear with everything you put inside them.
~ Nikita Gill
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I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.
-Sylvia Plath
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— Benjamin Alire Sáenz, “To the Desert” from Dark and Perfect (El Paso: Cinco Puntos Press, 1995) (via lunamonchtuna)
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–Palestinian poet and editor of Mizna, George Abraham.
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