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"Forget everything. Open the windows. Clear the room. The wind blows through it. You see only its emptiness, you search in every corner and don’t find yourself."

– Franz Kafka, Diaries, 1910-1923

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– Virginia Woolf, from a Letter to Violet Dickinson written c. January 1909

[TEXT ID: "I appreciate your concern. None of this is your fault. It's me. It's me and my head. / In winter, I collapse." END ID]

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Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

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Hanif Abdurraqib, A Little Devil in America: Notes in Praise of Black Performance

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Hanif Abdurraqib, A Little Devil in America: Notes in Praise of Black Performance

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— Clarice Lispector, from “Report on the Thing.”

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the moon in paintings. x

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"I don't feel particularly proud of myself. But when I walk alone in the woods or lie in the meadows, all is well."

– Letters to Friends, Family, and Editors by Franz Kafka, Translation by Richard Winston and Clara Winston

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"Erik and Christine" by Bradley J Parrish

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How can anyone hate Junji Ito 

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“A beast can never be as cruel as a human being, so artistically, so picturesquely cruel.”

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, ‘The Brothers Karamazov’

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- Sylvia Plath, from the 'Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath'