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  • #1
    Sappho
    “someone will remember us
    I say
    even in another time”
    Sappho, If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho

  • #2
    Sappho
    “What cannot be said will be wept.”
    Sappho

  • #3
    Madeline Miller
    “We were like gods at the dawning of the world, & our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #4
    Franz Kafka
    “I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us.”
    Franz Kafka

  • #5
    Madeline Miller
    “In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #6
    R.F. Kuang
    “She’s the only divine thing he’s ever believed in. The only creature in this vast, cruel land who could kill him. And sometimes, in his loveliest dreams, he imagines she does.”
    R.F. Kuang, The Drowning Faith

  • #7
    Donna Tartt
    “Does such a thing as 'the fatal flaw,' that showy dark crack running down the middle of a life, exist outside literature? I used to think it didn't. Now I think it does. And I think that mine is this: a morbid longing for the picturesque at all costs.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #8
    Plato
    “Love is simply the name for the desire and pursuit of the whole.”
    Plato, The Symposium

  • #9
    Sappho
    “you burn me”
    Sappho, If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho

  • #10
    Plato
    “At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet”
    Plato, The Symposium

  • #11
    Hajime Isayama
    “Everything that you thought had meaning: every hope, dream, or moment of happiness. None of it matters as you lie bleeding out on the battlefield. None of it changes what a speeding rock does to a body, we all die. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our slain comrades? What about their lives? Were they meaningless? They were not! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous fallen! The anguished fallen! Their lives have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my soldiers do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of this world! My soldiers push forward! My soldiers scream out! My soldiers RAGE!”
    Hajime Isayama, 進撃の巨人 20 [Shingeki no Kyojin 20]

  • #12
    Donna Tartt
    “For if the modern mind is whimsical and discursive, the classical mind is narrow, unhesitating, relentless. It is not a quality of intelligence that one encounters frequently these days. But though I can digress with the best of them, I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #13
    Sappho
    “Although they are only breath, words which I command are immortal”
    Sappho

  • #14
    Donna Tartt
    “Cubitum eamus?"
    "What?"
    "Nothing.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #15
    Donna Tartt
    “Once, over dinner, Henry was quite startled to learn from me than men had walked on the moon. “No,” he said, putting down his fork.
    “It’s true,” chorused the rest, who had somehow managed to pick this up along the way.
    “I don’t believe it.”
    “I saw it,” said Bunny. “It was on television.”
    “How did they get there? When did this happen?"
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #16
    Sappho
    “of all stars the most beautiful”
    Sappho, If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho

  • #17
    Ovid
    “My vengeance is my guilt”
    Ovid, Metamorphoses

  • #18
    Franz Kafka
    “What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.”
    Franz Kafka

  • #19
    “Anything for our Moony”
    MsKingBean89, All the Young Dudes

  • #20
    Plato
    “And so, when a person meets the half that is his very own, whatever his orientation, whether it's to young men or not, then something wonderful happens: the two are struck from their senses by love, by a sense of belonging to one another, and by desire, and they don't want to be separated from one another, not even for a moment.”
    Plato, The Symposium

  • #21
    Hajime Isayama
    “Thank you.. for wrapping this scarf.. around me, Eren.. -Mikasa Ackerman”
    Hajime Isayama, 進撃の巨人 34 [Shingeki no Kyojin 34]

  • #22
    “Bungo Stray Dogs was made for people who are not good at living”
    Kafka Asagiri

  • #23
    “Time continued to pass. He never did fall in love again.”
    otrtbs

  • #24
    Ovid
    “Eurydice, dying now a second time, uttered no complaint against her husband. What was there to complain of, but that she had been loved?”
    Ovid, Metamorphoses

  • #26
    Osamu Dazai
    “Mine has been a life of much shame. I can't even guess myself what it must be to live the life of a human being.”
    Osamu Dazai, No Longer Human

  • #26
    Sappho
    “Sweet mother, I cannot weave –
    slender Aphrodite has overcome me
    with longing for a girl.”
    Sappho, Sappho: A New Translation of the Complete Works

  • #27
    Osamu Dazai
    “As long as I can make them laugh, it doesn’t matter how, I’ll be alright. If I succeed in that, the human beings probably won’t mind it too much if I remain outside their lives. The one thing I must avoid is becoming offensive in their eyes: I shall be nothing, the wind, the sky.”
    Osamu Dazai, No Longer Human

  • #28
    Osamu Dazai
    “I have always shook with fright before human beings. Unable as I was to feel the least particle of confidence in my ability to speak and act like a human being, I kept my solitary agonies locked in my breast. I kept my melancholy and my agitation hidden, careful lest any trace should be left exposed. I feigned an innocent optimism; I gradually perfected myself in the role of the farcical eccentric.”
    Osamu Dazai, No Longer Human

  • #29
    Donna Tartt
    “It is is better to know one book intimately than a hundred superficially.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #30
    Donna Tartt
    “But how,” said Charles, who was close to tears, “how can you possibly justify cold-blooded murder?’
    Henry lit a cigarette. “I prefer to think of it,” he had said, “as redistribution of matter.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History



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