Poppy

“It is late now, I am a bit tired; the sky is irritated by stars. And I love you, I love you, I love you – and perhaps this is how the whole enormous world, shining all over, can be created – out of five vowels and three consonants.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Vera

“I tried to think what I had loved knives for, but my mind slipped from the noose of the thought and swung, like a bird, in the centre of empty air.”
― Sylvia Plath

“I always lock the door when I creep by daylight.”
― Charlotte Perkins Gilman, The Yellow Wallpaper

“I am the wound and the blade, the torturer and the flayed.”
― Charles Baudelaire, The Flowers of Evil