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“Though you are three times more beautiful than angels,
Though you are the sister of the river willows,
I will kill you with my singing,
Without spilling your blood on the ground.
Not touching you with my hand,
Not giving you one glance, I will stop loving you,
But with your unimaginable groans
I will finally slake my thirst.
From her, who wandered the earth before me,
Crueler than ice, more fiery than flame,
From her, who still exists in the ether—
From her you will set me free.”
― Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova

“Rising from the past, my shadow
Is running in silence to meet me.”
― Anna Akhmatova

“Forgive me, that I manage badly,
Manage badly but live gloriously,
That I leave traces of myself in my songs,
That I appeared to you in waking dreams.”
― Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova

“Crime, too, means solitude, even if a thousand people join together to commit it.”
― Albert Camus, Caligula and Three Other Plays