Hi love!! Umm do you have any words relating to; lovers sharing the same soul/being the same/twin flame type esque? Thank you lovely!!!
âYou and I have almost achieved that which is never achieved: we sit in each otherâs souls.â
Edna St. Vincent Millay, to Arthur Davison Ficke
âThere is no one else for me. I begin and end with you.â
Samantha Towle, Wethering The Storm
"Then if we die we die together (yes, weâll remain one,) / If we go anywhere weâll go together."
Walt Whitman, âGood-bye, My Fancyâ
Gabriela Mistral, letter to Doris Dana
âWe bow, we meet, we pass or sit opposite each other. You are my garments, and I am yours.â
Adonis, âTransformations of the Loverâ
âThey were two very separate beings, vitally connected, knowing nothing of each other, yet living in their separate ways from one root.âÂ
D.H. Lawrence, The Rainbow
âWhat were the use of my creation, if I were entirely contained here? Â My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff's miseries, and I watched and felt each from the beginning: Â my great thought in living is himself. Â If all else perished, and HE remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: Â I should not seem a part of it. - My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: Â time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees. Â My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: Â a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Â Nelly, I AM Heathcliff! Â He's always, always in my mind: Â not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.â
Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights
Friedrich Nietzsche to Lou SalomĂŠ
"I will love you forever; whatever happens. Till I die and after I die, and when I find my way out of the land of the dead, I'll drift about forever, all my atoms, till I find you again..."
"I'll be looking for you, Will, every moment, every single moment. And when we do find each other again, we'll cling together so tight that nothing and no one'll ever tear us apart. Every atom of me and every atom of you...We'll live in birds and flowers and dragonflies and pin trees and in clouds and in those little specks of light you see floating in sunbeams...And when they use our atoms to make new lives, they won't just be able to take one, they'll have to take two, one of you and one of me, we'll be joined so tight... â
Philip Pullman, The Amber Spyglass
One half of me is yours, the other half, yours-- Mine own, I would say. But if mine, then yours, And so all yours.
William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice
Sara Eliza Johnson, âElegy Surrounded by Waterâ
âI met myself in you.â
Adonis, âTransformations of the Loverâ
âI love you. I feel as though we were never strangers, you and I, not even for a moment.â
Friedrich Nietzsche, letter to Mathilde Trampedach
âI wonât hide it: Iâm so unused to being â well, understood, perhaps, â so unused to it, that in the very first minutes of our meeting I thought: this is a joke, a masquerade trick ⌠But then ⌠And there are things that are hard to talk about â youâll rub off their marvellous pollen at the touch of a word ⌠Yes, I need you, my fairy-tale. Because you are the only person I can talk with about the shade of a cloud, about the song of a thought â and about how, when I went out to work today and looked a tall sunflower in the face, it smiled at me with all of its seeds...â
Vladimir Nabokov, letter to his wife VĂŠra
Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles
â ...my lover was from the past a poet who came to me in dreams.â
Yu Xuanji, âThree Beautiful Sisters, Orphaned Youngâ
âWhat were we before we were we? We mustâve been standing by the shoulder of a dirt road while the city burned. We mustâve been disappearing, like we are now. Maybe in the next life weâll meet each other for the first timeâbelieving in everything but the harm weâre capable of.â
Ocean Vuong, On Earth Weâre Briefly Gorgeous: A Novel
Rebecca Perry, âKintsugiâ
âHe heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had heard their tale before.âÂ
James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
âFonny loved me too much, we needed each other too much. We were a part of each other, flesh of each otherâs fleshâwhich meant that we so took each other for granted that we never thought of the flesh. He had legs, and I had legsâthat wasnât all we knew but that was all we used. They brought us up the stairs and down the stairs and, always, to each other.â
James Baldwin, If Beale Street Could Talk
Alejandra Pizarnik, âOn Your Anniversaryâ
"Together we
trace our strange journey, find each other,
come on laughing.
Some time weâll cross where life ends.
Weâll both look back
as far as forever, that first day.
Iâll touch youâa new world then.
Stars will move a different way.
Weâll both end.
Weâll both begin.
William Stafford, âOur Storyâ
Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles