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“To betray with a kiss. The reek of Judas. I took the brush to clean my teeth and thought of his mouth. Kiss of life, kiss of death. Come kiss me so that I can read your lips, deceptions scripted and waiting to be staged. His lying heart is in his mouth. When I kissed him this morning I tasted his fear.”
— Jeanette Winterson, excerpt of Gut Symmetries, 1997. (via bluebeardsbride-archive)
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— Nikos Kazantzakis
“You have everything but one thing: madness. A man needs a little madness or else — he never dares cut the rope and be free.”
I hope nothing. I fear nothing. I am free.
Nikos Kazantzakis
— Nikos Kazantzakis
“Be always restless, unsatisfied, unconforming. Whenever a habit becomes convenient, smash it! The greatest sin of all is satisfaction.”
Do you believe in dreams, Uncle Simeon? I do; I believe in nothing else. One night I dreamed that invisible enemies had me tied to a dead cypress. Long red arrows were sticking into me from my head to my feet, and the blood was flowing. On my head they had placed a crown of thorns, and intertwined with the thorns were fiery letters which said: "Saint Blasphemer." I am Saint Blasphemer, Rabbi Simeon. So you'd better not ask me anything else, or I'll start my blasphemies. - Nikos Kazantzakis, Ch. 10 - The Last Temptation of Christ (1951)
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"Helen of Troy,
Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships,
And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.
Her lips suck forth my soul: see where it flies!
Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again.
Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips,
And all is dross that is not Helena.
I will be Paris, and for love of thee,
Instead of Troy, shall Wittenberg be sack'd;
And I will combat with weak Menelaus,
And wear thy colours on my plumed crest;
Yea, I will wound Achilles in the heel,
And then return to Helen for a kiss.
O, thou art fairer than the evening air
Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars;
Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter
When he appear'd to hapless Semele;
More lovely than the monarch of the sky
In wanton Arethusa's azur'd arms;
And none but thou shalt be my paramour!"
-Christopher Marlowe, Faust
Louise GlĂĽck, from The Triumph of Achilles
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You Can Be The Boss | Lana Del Rey
You can be the boss, Daddy You can be the boss Bad to the bone, sick as a dog You know that I like, like you a lot Don’t let it stop…
It’s not the album version/radio version - a better one, I dare to say.
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I have read your poems with my door locked late at night and I have read them on the seashore where I could look all round me and see no more sign of human life than the ships out at sea: and here I often found myself waking up from a reverie with the book open before me. Love all poetry, and high generous thoughts make the tears rush to my eyes, but sometimes a word or a phrase of yours takes me away from the world around me and places me in an ideal land surrounded by realities more than any poem I ever read.
Bram Stoker, from a letter to Walt Whitman written c. February 1872
when whitman said “i contradict myself. i am large… i contain multitudes” and wilde said “what are you? to define is to limit” and sumney said “i insist upon my right to be multiple”
Lilac and star and bird twined with the chant of my soul, there in the fragrant pines and the cedars dusk and dim.
Walt Whitman, leaves of grass
The lilac-scent, the bushes with dark green heart-shaped leaves, wood-violets, the little delicate pale blossoms called innocence, samples and sorts not for themselves alone, but for their atmosphere, to grace the bush I love-to sing with the birds, a warble for joy of lilac-time, returning in reminiscence.
Walt Whitman, from "Warble of Lilac-Time" in Leaves of Grass
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Summertime Sadness (Vocals Only) // Lana Del Rey
