Magda

“No holy place existed without us then,
no woodland, no dance, no sound.


Beyond all hope, I prayed those timeless
days we spent might be made twice as long.


I prayed one word: I want.


Someone, I tell you, will remember us,
even in another time.”
― Sappho

“Especially when the October wind
With frosty fingers punishes my hair,
Caught by the crabbing sun I walk on fire
And cast a shadow crab upon the land,
By the sea's side, hearing the noise of birds,
Hearing the raven cough in winter sticks,
My busy heart who shudders as she talks
Sheds the syllabic blood and drains her words.”
― Dylan Thomas, Collected Poems

“how strange to find that the present contained such a bright shard of the living past, damaged and eroded but not destroyed.”
― Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

“They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.”
― Dylan Thomas, Collected Poems