Tania

“My heart to my mother, my cock to the whores, my head to the hangman.”
― Jean Genet, Our Lady of the Flowers

“If my decomposing carcass helps nourish the roots of a juniper tree or the wings of a vulture—that is immortality enough for me. And as much as anyone deserves,”
― Caitlin Doughty, Smoke Gets in Your Eyes: And Other Lessons from the Crematory

“What is true is already so. Owning up to it doesn't make it worse. Not being open about it doesn't make it go away. And because it's true, it is what is there to be interacted with. Anything untrue isn't there to be lived. People can stand what is true, for they are already enduring it.”
― Eugene T. Gendlin, Focusing

“By the roots of my hair some god got hold of me.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems