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"I see boats moving on the sea. Their sails, like wings of what i see. Bring me a vague inner desire to be, who i was, without knowing what it was, So all recalls my home self and, because, it recalls that, what i am aches in me."

"Of what i am tired, i don't know: It would not serve me at all to know, since the tiredness stays just the same. The wound hurts as it hurts."

"What do i know of what i shall be, i who don't know what i am?."

"Legion live in us;
I think or feel and don’t know
Who it is thinking, feeling.
I am merely the place
Where thinking or feeling is.

I have more souls than one.
There are more ‘I’s than myself.
And still I exist
Indifferent to all.
I silence them: I speak.

The crisscross thrusts
Of what I feel or don’t feel
Dispute in the I I am.
Unknown. They dictate nothing
To the I I know. I write."

"And waves are moving there, far in, in what your tired body is feeling, while still the flute, smiling, is weeping, pallidly mourning."

"Because i lack the divine simplicity, of being, all only, my outside."

"From my village i see as much as from earth one can see of the universe. Therefore my village is as big as any other earth, because, i am the size of what i see."

"I have no ambitions or wants. To be a poet, is no ambition of mine. It is my way of staying alone."

"My soul, is like a shepherd, knows the wind and the sun, and goes hand in hand with, the seasons, to follow, and, to listen. All the peace of nature, without people, comes to sit, by my side. But i remain sad, like a sunset."

"My body glutted blue the black stone of my uneaten eye. Lotus, I didn’t mean to die, I merely saw our mother reflected in the water and bent to embrace her. In this lake, I dream of water lilies, I cut one from its stalk and place it inside. Dear sister, I am ready  to bloom as I am. "

" When I fled without returning you to earth, you did not resent me. Please say it, you did not resent me. "

" My dear, the war is over. A distant country tells me we are split. "

".. “What do you dream about?” , “Home,” said the boy. “Oh, what’s that like?”, “I don’t know. I’m not sure.”, “Mmm.”, “But I know I need one.” .." ):

"Imagine how we would be if we were less afraid"

"“Isn’t it odd, we can only see our outsides but nearly everything happens on the inside."

"Pledge my undying love."

"Would those eyes ever not make me consumed with want, with a claustrophobia that had nothing to do with small spaces and everything to do with the fear of being trapped in a space where she wasn't?"

"To be comfortable inside one’s sadness is not valueless. This too will pass. All things tend towards transience, mutability. It is in such mindful moments, when everything is both held and released, that revelation comes."

“He feels victimhood strongly. Something has been taken from him.” Men.

"The one who loves less is always loved more." ..Well, hello?

"No man is entirely contented."

"Under my current circumstances? The Pacific Ocean wouldn't be large enough. I could still feel her warmth."

i usually don’t read this kind of tropes, but so far i like anyana’s character, on the other hand vuk not so much.

”The disease had sharpened my senses, not destroyed, not dulled them.”

”Stone pine. We gather them in July.”
”Then you smell like July.”

"In illness words seems to possess a mystic quality."

‘What if you never see her again?’
‘Then I’ll take a vow of celibacy and live in the mountains for the rest of my life.’ if he ain't like this, i don't want him.

”I seemed to be imprisoned in my own head, without the chance to test myself, and I was frustrated. There had been small alarming episodes, not normal impulses of depression, not a destructiveness expressed symbolically, but something more. Now these events have no before and after, they return to my mind in an order that is always different.”