Her emotions rose like foam on the crest of a wave, were battered against the rocks of experience and subsided once more into the water.
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Her emotions rose like foam on the crest of a wave, were battered against the rocks of experience and subsided once more into the water.
Amrita Pritam, from “Pinjar: The Skeleton & Other Stories,” publ. c. 2009

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"You can't change nature." "Change is nature." is kind of a raw line to be from ratatouille
I felt more and more distanced from my own life,
Meena Alexander, from “Fault Lines,” originally published c. 1993 (via violentwavesofemotion)
The Sower (Sower with Setting Sun) Detail - Vincent van Gogh , 1888.
Dutch, 1853-1889
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top 12 savage things Medea says in classical literature
featuring Euripides, Ovid, and Seneca
ὡς τρὶς ἂν παρ᾽ ἀσπίδα/στῆναι θέλοιμ᾽ ἂν μᾶλλον ἢ τεκεῖν ἅπαξ (Euripides Med. 250-1)
for I would rather thrice stand by the shield/ than once bear a child
καὶ σοῖς ἀραία γ᾽ οὖσα τυγχάνω δόμοις. (Euripides Med. 608)
I am a curse unto your house as well
καὶ μανθάνω μὲν οἷα τολμήσω κακά/θυμὸς δὲ κρείσσων τῶν ἐμῶν βουλευμάτων/ὅσπερ μεγίστων αἴτιος κακῶν βροτοῖς. (Euripides Med. 1078-80)
I know what evils I dare to do/ my heart is stronger than my plans/ and great is my blame for the blood
dum ferrum flammaeque aderunt sucusque veneni/ hostis Medeae nullus inultus erit (Ovid Her. 12.181-2)
as long as I have iron and fire and poison at my disposal/ no enemy of Medea’s will go unpunished
viderit ista deus, qui nunc mea pectora versat/ nescio quid certe mens mea maius agit! (Ovid Her. 211-2)
the god who twists my heart will witness these deeds/ for surely I know not what vast act my mind devises!
tum me de tigride natam/ tum ferrum et scopulos gestare in corde fatebor (Ovid Met. 7.32-3)
then I will be called the daughter of a tiger/ and they will say I carry iron and stone in my heart
maximus intra me deus est (Ovid Met. 7.55)
the greatest god is within me
et vertice sidera tangam (Ovid Met. 7.61)
and I will reach the stars with the crown of my head
Medea superest, hic mare et terras vides/ ferrumque et ignes et deos et fulmina (Seneca Med. 166-7)
Medea stands alone, here you see the sea and the lands/ and iron and fire and gods and lightning
si placet, damna ream;/ sed redde crimen (Seneca Med. 245-6)
condemn me if you like;/ but give me back my crime
invadam deos/ et cuncta quatiam (Seneca Med. 424-5)
I will invade the gods/ and shake all things
Medea nunc sum; crevit ingenium malis (Seneca Med. 910)
Now I am become Medea; my nature has grown amidst evil
yes, my, voices, my, dreams, I am a poet, and I have been sacrified in order.
Alice Notley, from Iphigenia. (via xshayarsha)
What I regret most in my life are failures of kindness. Those moments when another human being was there, in front of me, suffering, and I responded… sensibly. Reservedly. Mildly.
George Saunders, Congratulations, by the way: Some Thoughts on Kindness
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I’m beginning to hear the teachings of my blood pulsing within me.
Hermann Hesse, from “Demian,” originally published c. May 1919

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…how I feel autumn’s ache.
Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Violet Dickinson written c. September 1907
Chelsea Wolfe, from Birth Of Violence; “American Darkness,” released c. 2019
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I always walk behind men who feel like my father — my hands know anger but they’ve been cut to the bone. I wonder what it’s like to be a body left alone; I don’t mean to be bitter, but I’ve been chewing on rotten fruit since birth, turning myself pulp before they can tear me to shreds.
— Kanika Lawton, from “On Political(ized) Life,” published in Poets Resist

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Sing, O muse, of the rage of Achilles
“How light the raindrop’s contents are. How gently the world touches me.”
— Wisława Szymborska, from “Water”, View With a Grain of Sand: Selected Poems