Nancy Collum

“I am a cemetery by the moon unblessed.”
― Charles Baudelaire, Paris Spleen

“I know that pain is the one nobility / upon which Hell itself cannot encroach”
― Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal

“These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest honey
Is loathsome in his own deliciousness
And in the taste confounds the appetite.
Therefore love moderately; long love doth so;
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“I loved you, so I drew these tides of men into my hands/and wrote my will across the sky in stars”
― T.E. Lawrence, Seven Pillars of Wisdom: A Triumph