Glitterpants

“Your name, merely your name, floods my brain to a point of sweet disgust.”
― Alfred De Musset

“What I hide by my language, my body utters.”
― Roland Barthes

“I think about you. But I don't say it anymore.”
― Marguerite Duras, Hiroshima mon amour

“We were friends and have become estranged. But this was right, and we do not want to conceal and obscure it from ourselves as if we had reason to feel ashamed. We are two ships each of which has its goal and course; our paths may cross and we may celebrate a feast together, as we did - and then the good ships rested so quietly in one harbor and one sunshine that it may have looked as if they had reached their goal and as if they had one goal. But then the mighty force of our tasks drove us apart again into different seas and sunny zones, and perhaps we shall never see each other again; perhaps we shall meet again but fail to recognize each other: our exposure to different seas and suns has changed us.”
― Roland Barthes, A Lover's Discourse: Fragments