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March 30, 1928
The early diary of Anaïs Nin, 1903-1977
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“I don’t like pity. Pity makes you feel small and weak. I’d rather have someone hate me than pity me.”
— Marco, Book #15: The Escape, pg. 98 (by K.A. Applegate)
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“Tell me, father, which to ask forgiveness for: what I am, or what I’m not? Tell me, mother, which should I regret: what I became, or what I didn’t?”
— thoughts of a stray iii | m.a.w
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Samuel Beckett, from The Complete Dramatic Works; “Endgame,”
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"Can I tell you
that, sometimes, I utter the word justice and mean revenge?
On my best nights, I mean mercy, but my best
is my rarest form."
J. Estanislao Lopez, from "My Uncle's Killer"
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There is within me a thing that is aching, aching, aching always as the days pass.
Mary MacLane, from 'I Await the Devil's Coming'
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Patti Smith, from the introduction of Devotion
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—– rose ausländer
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the double image, anne sexton
from the complete poems written c. 1960
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I kept being alive when I should have been burning: I was Joan, I was Lazarus.
Louise Gluck
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Alejandra Pizarnik, The Galloping Hour: French Poems
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Louise Glück, Vita Nova; from ‘Timor Mortis’
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[Text ID: I do not want to be a saint. / None of this is my fault. /End ID]
Confessions, Kanae Minato (trans. Stephen Snyder)
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“I remember my childhood as a long wish to be elsewhere.”
— Louise Glück, from “Unpainted Door” in Poems 1962-2012
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“And again the dark eats me: (…)”
— Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
(via adrasteiax)
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“Perhaps the most striking part of this trauma is how we grow fangs in response to being bitten. I did not lick my wounds. I became you.”
— Werewolf As Suffering
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