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"it’s starting to feel like a punishment, reading this. .. sir i don’t Get It….." Dec 23, 2025 01:28PM

 
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James Joyce
“-- Of whom are you speaking? Stephen asked at length.
Cranly did not answer.”
James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
tags: love

J.R.R. Tolkien
“Then as he had kept watch Sam had noticed that at times a light seemed to be shining faintly within; but now the light was even clearer and stronger. Frodo's face was peaceful, the marks of fear and care had left it; but it looked old, old and beautiful, as if the chiseling of the shaping years was now revealed in many fine lines that had before been hidden, though the identity of the face was not changed. Not that Sam Gamgee put it that way to himself. He shook his head, as if finding words useless, and murmured: "I love him. He's like that, and sometimes it shines through, somehow. But I love him, whether or no.”
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Two Towers

J.D. Salinger
“In this entre-nous spirit, then, old confidant before we join the others, the grounded everywhere, including, I’m sure, the middle-aged hot-rodders who insist on zooming us to the moon, the Dharma Bums, the makers of cigarette filters for thinking men, the Beat and the Sloppy and the Petulant, the chosen cultists, all the lofty experts who know so well what we should or shouldn’t do with our poor little sex organs, all the bearded, proud, unlettered young men and unskilled guitarists and Zen-killers and incorporated aesthetic Teddy boys who look down their thoroughly unenlightened noses at this splendid planet where (please don’t shut me up) Kilroy, Christ, and Shakespeare all stopped – before we join these others, I privately say to you, old friend (unto you, really, I’m afraid), please accept from me this unpretentious bouquet of very early-blooming parentheses: (((()))).”
J.D. Salinger, Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters & Seymour: An Introduction

John Milton
“Did I request thee, Maker, from my clay
To mould me man? Did I solicit thee
From darkness to promote me?”
John Milton, Paradise Lost

Kameron Hurley
“What is love anyway but a hunger no meal can satisfy?”
Kameron Hurley, The Stars Are Legion
tags: love

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