Deborah Morais

“I sat with my anger long enough until she told me her real name was grief.”
― C.S. Lewis

“No matter how isolated you are and how lonely you feel, if you do your work truly and conscientiously, unknown allies will come and seek you.”
― Carl Jung

“Had You Loved Me

If a shining ray of love should warm the darkness of my life
the first throb of my grief-stricken soul would be a happy rhapsody.
I do not dare to whisper what I wish to tell you;
that to live without you is an unbearable penalty for me.
Had you loved me...but alas, this is a deceptive hope!

Had you loved me I would see the end of tears
and hidden pains.
Indeed the guileful hesitations would no longer
dare to show their crafty face.
You would be found amid divine visions.
Rose blossoms would have adorned the bramble of life.
Had you loved me...but alas, this is a deceptive hope.”
― Constantinos P. Cavafy

“I'm learning so many different ways to be quiet. There's how I stand in the lawn, that's one way. There's also how I stand in the field across from the street, that's another way because I'm farther from people and therefore more likely to be alone. There's how I don't answer the phone, and how I sometimes like to lie down on the floor in the kitchen and pretend I'm not home when people knock. There's daytime silent where I stare, and a nighttime silent when I do things. There's shower silent and bath silent and California silent and Kentucky silent and car silent and then there's the silence that comes back, a million times bigger than me, sneaks into my bones and wails and wails and wails until I can't be quiet anymore. That's how this machine works.”
― Ada Limon, Bright Dead Things