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“The utter silence of the untranslated stars.”

— E.E. Cummings, from Summer Silence; Collected Poems: 1904-1962

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“(…) I admonished my heart: be careful, be quiet, do not hope, do not let joy flood you… It may be a dream…another dream.”

— Anais Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin, 1939-1947 (via weltenwellen)

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“But why do I notice everything? […] Why must I think? She did not want to think. She wished that there were blinds like those in railway carriages that came down over the light and hooded the mind. The blue blind that one pulls down on a night journey, she thought. Thinking was torment; why not give up thinking, and drift and dream?”

— Virginia Woolf, from The Years (Mariner Books, 1969)

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George Seferis, from Dream (tr. by Edmund Keeley & Philip Sherrard)

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“It’s a pale, silent day: I would like to be walking in a wood, far away.”

— K.Mansfield (via punlovsin)

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“a star a tree and the longing in between”

— Gabriel Rosenstock, from “a star,” The Longing In Between edited by Ivan M. Granger (Poetry Chaikhana, 2014)

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“She is alone and apart, amid the things of the earth, like the morning star at the edge of utmost night.”

— Diego Valeri, from Portrait (tr. by Michael Palma)

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“I have nothing to say. […] Listen to me, listen to what’s the nothing I have to say.”

— Charles Wright, from “One needs no Paradise when the rain falls”

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Malcolm Lowry, Under the Volcano

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the hypocrisy of being human; the constant tug between solitude and company, the desire to love so desperately and simultaneously be detached from it all, of wanting everything and wanting nothing.

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Louise Glück, from "Blue Rotunda", Averno

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““You’re so calm and quiet, you never say. But there are things inside you. I see them sometimes, hiding in your eyes.””

— Tracy Chevalier, Girl with a Pearl Earring

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“Your heart is beating, isn’t it? You’re not in chains, are you?”

— Mary Oliver, from Moments; Felicity, 2015

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Clarice Lispector, from An Apprenticeship, or The Book of Delights

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Something unstilled, unstillable is within me; it wants to be voiced.

— Friedrich Nietzsche, from “Thus Spoke Zarathustra.”