Lourdes

“when Love produces us by playing our bodies. There is Him and Me and beyond there is Him-Us and Us-Me and beyond stands Love which envelops us and weaves us and plays Him, Me, Us and all that we risk against death and which takes aim by playing our bodies which, played, produce Love, to straddle death”
― Hélène Cixous, Tomb(e)

“I gaze at his face night and day I hold his face in he grip of my eyes I double each breath of his with one of mine and I work relentlessly I secrete a thread with my nerves each millimetre of this thread wears me down to the heart but I move forward and I display a unique capacity for work stitch after stitch I sew and create the being who cannot not be, this creation is infinite but always the blow comes where it is not anticipated I believe him to be strong and suddenly
He tears himself.
And my body is empty right down to the heart.”
― Hélène Cixous, Tomb(e)

“She mustn't wonder how they looked and where they were going. Not remember the injustice. Not ask whether punishment on earth was necessary to being rewarded in heaven”
― Mette Newth, The Dark Light

“You mustn't deny him the right to love you as he wants to.”
― Mette Newth, The Dark Light