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“I'm such an incredibly, stupidly sensitive person that everything that happens to me, I experience it really intensely. I feel everything very deeply. And when you feel things deeply and you think about things a lot and you think about how you feel, you learn a lot about yourself. And when you know yourself, you know life.”
― Fiona Apple

“All my bones, they are gone, gone, gone
Take my bones, I don’t need none
Cold, cold cupboard, lord, nothing to chew on
Suck all day on a cherry stone
Dig a little hole not three inches round
Spit your pit in a hole in the ground
Weep upon the spot for the starving of me
‘Til up grows a fine young cherry tree
When the bough breaks what’ll you make for me
A little willow cabin to rest on your knee
What’ll I do with a trinket such as this?
Think of your woman who’s gone to the west
But I’m starving and freezing in my measly old bed
Then I’ll crawl across the salt flats to stroke your sweet head
Come across the desert with no shoes on
I love you truly or I love no one”
― Joanna Newsom

“Simplemente no soy de este mundo... Yo habito con frenesí la luna. No tengo miedo de morir; tengo miedo de esta tierra ajena, agresiva... No puedo pensar en cosas concretas; no me interesan. Yo no sé hablar como todos. Mis palabras son extrañas y vienen de lejos, de donde no es, de los encuentros con nadie...
¿Qué haré cuando me sumerja en mis fantásticos sueños y no pueda ascender? Porque alguna vez va a tener que suceder. Me iré y no sabré volver. Es más, nos sabré siquiera que hay un "saber volver". No lo querré acaso.”
― Alejandra Pizarnik