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— December 5, 1914 / Franz Kafka diaries

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Soon, soon the flesh The grave cave ate will be At home on me
And I am a smiling woman. I am only thirty. And like the cat I have nine times to die.
Sylvia Plath, Lady Lazarus
“I love you without regrets and without reservations, with a great clear impulse that fills me up completely. I love you as I feel myself living, at times, on the summits of the world, and I wait for you with an obstinacy as long as ten lives, a tenderness that will not be exhausted, the great and luminous desire that I have for you, the terrible thirst that I have for your heart. I embrace you, I hold you against me.”
— Albert Camus to Maria Casarès, Correspondance, [July 1], 1949 [#66]
“He who is everywhere is nowhere.”
Seneca
“Night tattooed on my bones. Night and nothingness.”
— Alejandra Pizarnik, excerpt from ‘Approximations, Buenos Aires 1956-1958’, Selected Poems (trans. Cecilia Rossi)

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July 20, 1925 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]
When my time comes around, Lay me gently in the cold dark earth. No grave can hold my body down, I'll crawl home to her.
Hozier, Work Song
–lizards and birds, unlikely couples, come visit me.
Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena (April 1920)
I killed a plant once because I gave it too much water. Lord, I worry that love is violence.
José Olivarez, Citizen Illegal

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There is a darkness that moves. It is the beginning of all things and the end of all things. It is eternal, drawing with such great force that even light bends to its whims.
Robert Jones, Jr., from 'The Prophets'
Ophelia by Léopold Burthe (1851)
Octavio Paz, from "Sunstone", The Collected Poems, 1957-1987
Chateau de Serrant, Saint-Georges-sur-Loire, France
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Letter from Franz Kafka to friend Max Brod, 1921 (Request to burn works following his death)
Dear Max, my last request: everything that is in my estate (so in the bookcase, linen closet, desk at home and in the office, or where else anything should endure and that stands out to you) in diaries, manuscripts, letters, other people’s and my own, drawings, etc. found complete and unread to be burned, as well as everything written or drawn, that you or others have, which you should ask for in my name. Letters, that people do not want to handover to you, you should at commit to burning yourself.
Yours,
Franz Kafka
Liebster Max, meine letzte Bitte: alles was sich in meinem Nachlass (also im Bücherkasten, Wäscheschrank, Schreibtisch zuhause und im Bureau, oder wohin sonst irgendetwas vertragen worden sein sollte und Dir auffällt) an Tagebüchern, Manuscripten, Briefen, fremden und eigenen, Gezeichnetem u.s.w. findet restlos und ungelesen zu verbrennen, ebenso alles Geschriebene oder Gezeichnete, das Du oder andere, die Du in meinem Namen darum bitten sollst, haben. Briefe, die man Dir nicht übergeben will, soll man wenigstens selbst zu verbrennen sich verpflichten.
Dein
Franz Kafka
Translation via D.D.
Details from: La Femme entre les deux âges, École de Fontainebleau