Rachel

“Our beaches are still waiting for the end of a war that's been going on for so long people have stopped believing it's real. They build hotels, put up neon signs, but it's all fake, we're on a knife-edge, it could all give way any moment. We're living in limbo. In the winter that never ends.”
― Elisa Shua Dusapin, Winter in Sokcho

“This is Just to Say

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold”
― William Carlos Williams

“You're in love. Taken until the month of August.
You're in love - Your sonnets make Her laugh.
All your friends disappear, you are not quite the thing.
- Then your adored one, one evening, condescends to write to you...!

That evening,... - you go back again to the dazzling cafes,
You ask for beer or for lemonade...
- You are not really serious when you are seventeen
And there are green lime trees on the promenade...”
― Rimbaud, Arthur, Rimbaud Poezija

“All people were human beings alike; how much richer or nobler could one person be than others? It was like climbing onto a small rock and looking down at other people and saying, "You there, I am above you." How much higher could that person be than others? Someone else, moreover, had stood upon that very rock the day before, and someone else would be there the next day. To feed a cold spoonful of rice to a beggar today was to ask that beggar's descendants to do the same favour to one's own descendants; and likewise, to mistreat and ridicule a beggar today was to ask that beggar's descendants to do the same to one's own decendants.”
― Kwang-su Yi, The Heartless