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“Take what you want. I’ll hate you for it. But I’ll love you forever. I can’t help but love you.”
― R.F. Kuang, The Burning God

“He was pointing at the moon, but I was looking at his hand.”
― Richard Siken

“His touch both consoles and devastates me; I feel my heart pulse, then wither, naked as a stone on the roaring mattress while the lovely, moony night slides through the window to dapple the flanks of this innocent who makes cages to keep the sweet birds in. Eat me, drink me; thirsty, cankered, goblin-ridden, I go back and back to him to have his fingers strip the tattered skin away and clothe me in his dress of water, this garment that drenches me, its slithering odour, its capacity for drowning.”
― Angela Carter, The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories

“Literature always anticipates life. It does not copy it, but molds it to its purpose.”
― Oscar Wilde, Only Dull People Are Brilliant at Breakfast