A moment, crystallized, distilled, snatched from time’s flow, and that is enough. All suggestion and implication, the haiku event is held precious because, in part, it demands the reader’s participation: without a sensitive audience it
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“If I could have him like this in my dreams every night of my life, I'd stake my entire life on dreams and be done with the rest.”
― Call Me by Your Name
― Call Me by Your Name
“To me, the you in your greatest glory is you, the you that has fallen from grace is also you, the most important thing is you, not what kind of you.”
― 天官赐福 [Tiān Guān Cì Fú]
― 天官赐福 [Tiān Guān Cì Fú]
“The bud
stands for all things,
even for those things that don’t flower,
for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing;
though sometimes it is necessary
to reteach a thing its loveliness,
to put a hand on its brow
of the flower
and retell it in words and in touch
it is lovely
until it flowers again from within, of self-blessing”
― Three Books: Body Rags; Mortal Acts, Mortal Words; The Past
stands for all things,
even for those things that don’t flower,
for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing;
though sometimes it is necessary
to reteach a thing its loveliness,
to put a hand on its brow
of the flower
and retell it in words and in touch
it is lovely
until it flowers again from within, of self-blessing”
― Three Books: Body Rags; Mortal Acts, Mortal Words; The Past
“To express the love of two lovers by the marriage of two complementary colours, their blending and their contrast, the mysterious vibrations of related tones. To express the thought of a brow by the radiance of a light tone against a dark background. To express hope by some star. Someone's passion by the radiance of the setting sun. That's certainly no realistic trompe l'oeil, but something that really exists, isn't it?”
― The Letters of Vincent van Gogh
― The Letters of Vincent van Gogh
“In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.”
― The Song of Achilles
― The Song of Achilles
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