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“Chưa bao giờ tôi mệt như chiều hôm nay, tất cả trôi lềnh bềnh, tôi ngạt thở, tôi nằm dài trên giường trong cơn hấp hối tuyệt vọng. Sống, sống lên, tôi mệt quá rồi, mây trắng vẫn còn bay?”
― Phạm Công Thiện, Mặt trời không bao giờ có thực

“Just as bad poets, in the second half of a line, look for a thought to fit their rhyme, so people in the second half of their lives, having become more anxious, look for the actions, attitudes, relationships that suit those of their earlier life, so that everything will harmonize outwardly. But then they no longer have any powerful thought to rule their life and determine it anew; rather, in its stead, comes the intention of finding a rhyme.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche

“I am so sad, so sad… like a woman.”
― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment

“Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire.”
― Roland Barthes