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“I hated the idea that he knew everything about me while I knew little or nothing of him. I felt like someone who is blind and knows that he is being observed by the very people he would like to spy on in every detail.”
― Elena Ferrante, The Days of Abandonment

“It grieves me to think of you in the past—
Look at you, blindly clinging to earth as though it were the vineyards of heaven while the fields go up in flames around you”
― The Wild Iris by Louise Glück

“What was my crime in another life,
as in this life my crime is sorrow,
that I am not to be permitted to ascend ever again, never in any sense permitted to repeat my life,
wound in the hawthorn,
all earthly beauty my punishment as it is yours—
Source of my suffering, why have you drawn from me these flowers like the sky,”
― The Wild Iris - Louise Glück

“I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre