Stabbed Adonais

“For winter's rains and ruins are over, And all the season of snows and sins; The days dividing lover and lover, The light that loses, the night that wins; And time remembered is grief forgotten, And frosts are slain and flowers begotten, And in green underwood and cover Blossom by blossom the spring begins.”
― Algernon Charles Swinburne

“The only way out of the labyrinth of suffering is to forgive.”
― John Green, Looking for Alaska

“I sometimes think that never blows so red
The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled;
That every Hyacinth the Garden wears
Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head.”
― Omar Khayyám, Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám

“someone will remember us
I say
even in another time”
― Sappho, If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho