Claudia C

“Poor as the poor I cling,
like them, to humiliating hopes;
like them, each day I nearly kill myself
just to live.”
― Pier Paolo Pasolini, Poems

“Nothing remains but to hope the end will come to extinguish the unrelenting pain of waiting for it.”
― Pier Paolo Pasolini, Poems

“God forbid that I should ever suffer the shame of publishing a book for money, or of having one of my family so demean themselves. How can one tell who might read it? No worthy book has ever been written for gain, I think;”
― Iain Pears, An Instance of the Fingerpost

“As for me, I used to be a bird
with a gentle white womb,
someone cut my throat
just for laughs,
I don’t know.
As for me, I used to be a great albatross
and whirled over the seas.
Someone put an end to my journey,
without any charity in the tone of it.
But even stretched out on the ground
I sing for you now
my songs of love.”
― Alda Merini, Love Lessons: Selected Poems