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“Tell me something true, or tell me nothing at all.”
― Amal El-Mohtar, This Is How You Lose the Time War

“I was a chattering mass of bones and teeth from the marrow out.”
― Ananda Braxton-Smith, Merrow

“& if some natures have to be refined by the sun, & some by the furnace (the less genial ones--) both means are to be recognized as good; . . . however different in pleasurableness & painfulness, & tho' furnace-fire leaves scorched streaks upon the fruit--.”
― Elizabeth Barrett Browning, The Love Letters of Elizabeth Barrett and Robert Browning

“Enraptured by an aberration of beauty, I cannot move. I find myself helpless against a woman whose pale lips sing to me. Every note, every hymn that escapes those lips, I want to hear like a story being told to a child. I want to listen to its crinkled page as it turns, but more so, I desired this creature before me.”
― Marilyn Velez