Jazz

“Let me pull myself out of these waters. But they heap themselves on me; they sweep me between their great shoulders; I am turned; I am tumbled; I am stretched, among these long lights, these long waves, these endless paths, with people pursuing, pursuing.”
― Virginia Woolf, The Waves

“A poet is someone who stands outside in the rain hoping to be struck by lightning.”
― James Dickey

“But I must admit I miss you terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby.”
― Lemony Snicket, The Beatrice Letters

“Damn you, spoilt creature; I shan’t make you love me any the more by giving myself away like this.”
― Vita Sackville-West, The Letters of Vita Sackville-West and Virginia Woolf