Mavaddat

“Last night I wept in a way I haven’t wept for some time. I wept until I aged myself. I watched it happen in the mirror. I watched the lines arrive around my eyes like engraved sunbursts; it was like watching flowers open in time-lapse on a windowsill. The tears not only aged my face, they also changed its texture, turned the skin of my cheeks into putty. I recognized this as a rite of decadence, but I did not know how to stop it.”
― Maggie Nelson, Bluets

“Death doesn't discriminate between the sinners and the saints, it takes and it takes and it takes, and we keep living anyway....”
― Lin-Manuel Miranda

“Birth, riches, and every extrinsic advantage that exalt a man above his fellows, without any mental exertion, sink him in reality below them. In proportion to this weakness, he is played upon by designing men, till the bloated monster has lost all traces of humanity.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, A Vindication of the Rights of Woman

“But in one short span of time winds quickly shift direction,   veering back and forth.”
― Pindar, The Complete Odes