Chuck

“When at last with limbs intertwined
They enjoy the flower of their youth
And the body anticipates already the pleasure to come
And they have reached the oint at which Venus
Sows seed in the field of womankind,
They tighten against each other avidly
Mingling the saliva in their mouths
And, pressing lips against teeth,
Each inhales the breath of the other-
In vain, since nothing can detach from her body,
He cannot penetrate it with his entire body,
Losing himself in that body.”
― Lucretius, On the Nature of Things/The Discourses/The Meditations

“I set to work making my life look more like my longings.”
― Shauna Niequist, Present Over Perfect: Leaving Behind Frantic for a Simpler, More Soulful Way of Living

“We form these elaborate fantasies of romantic partnerships, Romeos and Majnus who we’ll spend our days and nights with in a passion of rose petals and fireworks, while discounting our non-romantic relationships (if such distinctions can even be made), often more enduring and authentic. We discard them as soon as some man comes along, flashing his teeth and brandishing his penis. But it’s always the friends in the end, isn’t it, who remain to pick up the pieces when the men have gone, leaving destruction in their wake? Still, only the romantic partner is taken seriously. Friends and family will not gather, ever, to celebrate my partnership with Naima—there will be no anniversaries or acknowledgments, no congratulatory cards, no celebratory ceremonies. And yet, it is this slow burning love of female friendship that actually keeps the world turning.”
― Ayesha Manazir Siddiqi, The Centre

“although our bodies travel by plane, the soul still makes its way on foot.”
― Ayesha Manazir Siddiqi, The Centre