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"Its so amusing to read Dante as y/n in his bitter fanfiction" — Jan 22, 2025 12:27PM
"Its so amusing to read Dante as y/n in his bitter fanfiction" — Jan 22, 2025 12:27PM
“It was embedded in my memory and implanted somewhere deep in my heart. It was like an old football injury that ached on a rainy days. But I guess that’s not that unusual. I must have a whole collection of small injuries, tucked away somewhere in the recess of my memory. I suppose those are what people call regrets”
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“I am not a place where nature can be weeded and tamed and kept in order. I am tree roots — and dark hollows — and ancient moss — and the cry of owls. I am not a thing that you can shape, not anymore. I am no garden, but the woods, and if you ever come near me again, every bit of wildness in me will rise up to bite you. I will tear your throat out with my teeth.”
― Grey Dog
― Grey Dog
“A good woman. How odd that the phrase has such a particular meaning. One might say “a good man” and mean anything — there are as many ways of being a good man, it seems, as there are of being a man at all. But there is only one way to be a good woman. It is such a narrow, stunted, blighted way to be that I wonder any woman throughout history has been up to the task. Perhaps none of us ever have.”
― Grey Dog
― Grey Dog
“In the realm of sense and reason it seemed logical for something to make sense for no reason (natural order) or not make sense for some reason (the deliberate design of deception) but it seemed perverse to have things make no sense for no reason. What if you colonize your own mind and when you get inside, the furniture is attached to the ceiling? What if you step inside and when you touch the furniture, you realize it’s all just cardboard cutouts and it all collapses beneath the pressure of your finger? What if you get inside and there’s no furniture? What if you get inside and it’s just you in there, sitting in a chair, rolling figs and eggs around in the basket on your lap and humming a little tune? What if you get inside and there’s nothing there, and then the door hatch closes and locks? What is worse: being locked outside of your own mind, or being locked inside of it?”
― Her Body and Other Parties: Stories
― Her Body and Other Parties: Stories
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