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“Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood.”
― George Orwell, 1984

“I will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
me,
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
sleeping
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
again.”
― Charles Bukowski

“those who escape hell
however
never talk about
it
and nothing much
bothers them
after
that.”
― Charles Bukowski

“I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

“There is no exquisite beauty… without some strangeness in the proportion.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

“From childhood's hour I have not been. As others were, I have not seen. As others saw, I could not awaken. My heart to joy at the same tone. And all I loved, I loved alone.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

“Never to suffer would never to have been blessed.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

“I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

“That which you mistake for madness is but an overacuteness of the senses.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

“A man's grammar, like Caesar's wife, should not only be pure, but above suspicion of impurity.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

“Every poem should remind the reader that they are going to die.”
― Edgar Allen Poe

“A short story must have a single mood and every sentence must build towards it.”
― Edgar Allan Poe

“...that fitful strain of melancholy which will ever be found inseperable from the perfection of the beautiful.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, The Works of Edgar Allen Poe Volume 4

“There was much of the beautiful, much of the wanton, much of the bizarre, something of the terrible, and not a little of that which might have excited disgust.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, The Masque of the Red Death

“Read this and thought of you:
Through joy and through sorrow, I wrote.
Through hunger and through thirst, I wrote.
Through good report and through ill report, I wrote.
Through sunshine and through moonshine, I wrote.
What I wrote it is unnecessary to say.
~ Edgar Allen Poe”
― Poe

“When you really want love, you will find it waiting for you.”
― Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

“The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.”
― Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

“The most terrible thing about it is not that it breaks one’s heart—hearts are made to be broken—but that it turns one’s heart to stone.”
― Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

“To regret one’s own experiences is to arrest one’s own development. To deny one’s own experiences is to put a lie into the lips of one’s own life. It is no less than a denial of the soul.”
― Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

“I am one of those who are made for exceptions, not for laws.”
― Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

“Every one is worthy of love, except him who thinks that he is. Love is a
sacrament that should be taken kneeling.”
― Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

“I don’t write this letter to put bitterness into your heart, but to pluck it out of mine. For my own sake I must forgive you.”
― Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

“The bond of all companionship, whether in marriage or in friendship, is conversation”
― Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

“Whenever people agree with me I always feel I must be wrong.”
― Oscar Wilde

“No good deed goes unpunished.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Society often forgives the criminal; it never forgives the dreamer.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Life is too short to learn German”
― Oscar Wilde

“I love my rejection slips. They show me I try.

(This quote is probably wrongly attributed to Sylvia Plath)”
― Sylvia Plath

“You do not do, you do not do
Any more, black shoe
In which I have lived like a foot
For thirty years, poor and white,
Barely daring to breathe or Achoo.

Daddy, I have had to kill you.
You died before I had time―
Marble-heavy, a bag full of God,
Ghastly statue with one grey toe
Big as a Frisco seal”
― Sylvia Plath, Ariel