Eileen Myles, "Sleepless." I Must Be Living Twice: New And Selected Poems 1975 - 2014

“Cerebral, bewitching, and heartless.”

— Friedrich Nietzsche, describing Lou Andreas-Salomé, from a letter to Paul Rée written c. September 1879 (via violentwavesofemotion)

Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

♡ fairytale-like words ♡

sea silk, sea foam, sea glass, honeydew, moonflowers, snowy eyelashes, pink powdered, otherworldly, lily eyed, misty days, melancholic dreamer, melodies, peach nectar, fallen rose petals, petals, glowing dreams, dazzling, gleaming, glassy eyes, ocean, sea,wavy hair, water nymph, mermaid, siren, faery, soft lullabies, ocean eyes, honeysuckle, ghost, tangled hair, dewdrops, dewy skin, shiny moonlight, innocent lamb, peachy cheeks, fairytales, velvet, fawn, doe eyed, sugar coated, wonderland, bunnies, enchanting, rose scented tears, rain, angels.

[He] felt that the murky twilight which was gradually seeping into the room was also slowly penetrating his body, transforming his blood into fog, and that he was powerless to stop the spell that was being cast on him by the twilight.

Vladimir Nabokov, Mary, 1926

“I bloom within myself, inwardly,”

— Gabriela Mistral, from Selected Prose & Prose Poems; “The Fig,”

Virginia Woolf ― The Years

Alexander Blok, translated by Robert Chandler, from a poem titled "She Came Out in the Frost,"

“You have it now and that is all your life is; now. There is nothing else than now. There is neither yesterday, certainly, nor is there any tomorrow. How old must you be before you know that?”

— For Whom the Bell Tolls, Ernest Hemingway

The Diary of Frida Kahlo: An Intimate Self-Portrait tr. by Carlos Fuentes

[ID: There is nothing absolute / Everything changes, everything / moves, everything re- / volves - everything / flies and goes away.]

"And Cain says, “When you split me and my brother in the womb, you did not divide us evenly. He got kindness, and I got longing. He got complacence, and I got ambition. I want to kill him sometimes. I think sometimes he wants to die.”

- Nathaniel Orion, "Hevel"