Ash

“Horror was rooted in sympathy . . . in understanding what it would be like to suffer the worst.”
― Joe Hill, Heart-Shaped Box

“June suns, you cannot store them
To warm the winter's cold,
The lad that hopes for heaven
Shall fill his mouth with mould.”
― A.E. Housman, More Poems

“I basked in you;
I loved you, helplessly, with a boundless tongue-tied love.
And death doesn't prevent me from loving you.
Besides,
in my opinion you aren't dead.
(I know dead people, and you are not dead.)”
― Franz Wright, Walking to Martha's Vineyard: Poems

“Fools that will laugh on earth, most weep in hell.”
― Christopher Marlowe, Doctor Faustus