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“People under seventy and over seven are very unreliable if they are not cats.”
― Leonora Carrington, The Hearing Trumpet

“You may not believe in magic but something very strange is happening at this very moment. Your head has dissolved into thin air and I can see the rhododendrons through your stomach. It's not that you are dead or anything dramatic like that, it is simply that you are fading away and I can't even remember your name.”
― Leonora Carrington, The Hearing Trumpet

“I am never lonely, Galahad. Or rather I never suffer from loneliness. I suffer much from the idea that my loneliness might be taken away from me by a lot of mercilessly well-meaning people.”
― Leonora Carrington, The Hearing Trumpet

“Her dressing gown was made of live bats sewn together by their wings: the way they fluttered, one would have thought they didn’t much like it.”
― Leonora Carrington, The Complete Stories of Leonora Carrington

“Angels must be devoured,”
― Leonora Carrington, The Complete Stories of Leonora Carrington

“I went on dancing in my grotesque disguise, but not before I told him: “I am lonely and miserable but I am wearing my last skin. Since you are almost face to face with the Gods do not abandon me.” In human language, this is called love.”
― Leonora Carrington, The Complete Stories of Leonora Carrington

“On the outskirts of our sad savage town, I was overcome by a feeling of profound melancholy, though I fought it off by stuffing a large amount of jasmine essence up my nose.”
― Leonora Carrington, The Seventh Horse and Other Tales

“Even though you won't believe me
my story is beautiful
And the serpent that sang it
Sang it from out of the well.”
― Leonora Carrington, The Complete Stories of Leonora Carrington

“Sleeping and waking are not quite as distinctive as they used to be, I often mix them up.”
― Leonora Carrington, The Hearing Trumpet

“We were a galaxy exploding into a million pieces, creating a whole new world, as we crashed against each other on the soft surface of his mattress, a cloud in the darkness, our bodies finally falling together like rain.”
― Emme Rollins, Dear Rockstar