Mariana

“I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable.”
― Walt Whitman, Song of Myself

“All this time
I drank you like the cure when maybe
you were the poison.”
― Clementine von Radics

“But alas! my Lord, what is blood! what is nobility! We are all reptiles, miserable, sinful creatures. It is piety alone that can distinguish us from the dust whence we sprung, and whither we must return.”
― Horace Walpole, The Castle of Otranto

“And as to you life, I reckon you are the leavings of many deaths, / No doubt I have died myself ten thousand times before.”
― Walt Whitman, Song of Myself