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Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.

━William Blake

What need have you to dread
The monstrous crying of wind?

⸻ WB Yeats

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.

──Sylvia Plath

I love you. Today. Tonight. Tomorrow. Forever. If I were to live a thousand years, I would belong to you for all of them. If I were to live a thousand lives, I would want to make you mine in each of them.

⸻ Michelle Hodkin


Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life? - Mary Oliver

We die to each other daily. What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during which we knew them. And they have changed since then.

⸻ T.S. Eliot

Someday I'm going to join in on one of these spectacular celebrations.

All stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true storyteller who would keep that from you.

⸻ E. Hemingway


I'm coming up on the 30 day mark for a deactivated account and I'm suddenly overwhelmingly possessed by the idea of logging back in so it doesn't disappear completely, even though I have zero intentions of actually using it.


High muse coupled with an inability to pick a character or focus on any one storyline... equals zero writing today.


"I wish I wrote the way I thought;
With maddening hunger.
I'd write to the point of
I'd write myself into
nervous breakdowns,
Manuscripts spiralling out
like tentacles into abysmal
And I'd write about you
a lot more
than I should."

⸻ Benedict Smith


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