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âThis is the year you begin. Slip into the sweet mud. Get dirty. Stay dirty. There is nothing to forgiveâ
â Jeremy Radin, âPipe Organ Owl Mansionâ (via soracities)

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Franny Choi, from Soft Science; âOn the night of the election,â
[Text ID: âI didnât even get close. / I called and called / and nothing came. / I had a body, and / it refused to rise for work.â]
âI wish you to know
that you have been the last dream of my soul.â
âCharles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities
from Tiny Beautiful Things, adapted for the stage by Nia Vardalos.Â
Susan Sontag, from âReborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963âł

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Ada LimĂłn, âAgainst Nostalgiaâ, The Hurting Kind
Ira B. Nadel, Various Positions: A Life of Leonard Cohen, 1996
"I sit with my grief. I mother it. I hold its small, hot hand. I donât say, shhh. I donât say, it is okay. I wait until it is done having feelings. Then we stand and we go wash the dishes. We crack open bedroom doors, step over the creaks, and kiss the children. We are sore from this grief, like weâve returned from a run, like we are training for a marathon. Iâm with you all the way, says my grief, whispering, and then we splash our face with water and stretch, one big shadow and one small."
â Callista Buchen, Taking Care
AnaĂŻs Nin, Fire: From âA Journal of Loveâ: The Unexpurgated Diary of AnaĂŻs Nin, 1934â1937
Hate is perhaps more intense and longer lasting than love. Itâs as beautiful and as holy as love itself. Whoever doesnât know how to hate doesnât know how to love. Of all poets, Dante moves me most deeply because of the power of hate in him, equalled only by the power of his love. The most implacable enemies are also the most passionately tender lovers.
RenĂŠe Vivien, A Woman Appeared to Me (tr. by Jeannette Howard Foster), 1904
How he loves you! And ah, how he hates you!âŚ
Jean-Paul Sartre, The Flies (tr. by Stuart Gilbert & Lionel Abel), 1943
Deep in my enemy I find the lover;
Pierre Corneille, The Cid (tr. by A.S. Kline), 1636
He and I are closer than friends. We are enemies linked together.
Oscar Wilde, An Ideal Husband, 1893
Come as enemy or friend, that does not matter to me. You shall be the millstone round my neck, and Iâll like you the better for it.
Daphne du Maurier, Jamaica Inn, 1936

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Louise GlĂźck, from âFaithful and Virtuous Night.â
Odysseus Elytis, from Maria Nephele (trans. from the Greek by Athan Anagnostopoulos)
[Text ID: Poetry O my Saint â forgive me / but I need to stay alive / to cross over to the other side; / anything would be preferable / to my slow assassination by the past.]
Claire C. Holland, from I Am Not Your Final Girl: Poems; âGingerâ
[Text ID: âI got cursed, in every way a / woman can. / You kill yourself, over and over, / to be different.â]
Claire C. Holland, from I Am Not Your Final Girl: Poems; âJessâ
[Text ID: âI canât exist in a way that comforts you.â]
Claire C. Holland, from I Am Not Your Final Girl: Poems; âThomasinâ
[Text ID: âShe is so tired of waiting / âarenât you?â / for the world to become good / and tolerable and kind.â]

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â Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G.H. | Artwork by Katrien de Blauwer
And I want to be held down. I donât know what to do with the horrifying freedom that can destroy me.Â
Forgotten Letter #889
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