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I love being sensitive, despite everyone trying to change me

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Andrea Gibson, Lord of the Butterflies

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Rainer Maria Rilke, The Dark Interval: Letters on Loss, Grief, and Transformation

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Ada Limón, from "Crush", Sharks in the Rivers

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“There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.” ― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“Love is not consolation. It is light.” ― Simone Weil, Gravity and Grace

“My darling, my dying, my light […]” ― Velimir Khlebnikov, Selected Poems

“You’re standing alone at the entrance to the tunnel because you know something I can’t even put a name on, something deeper and more ruthless than I can ever understand. I realize that I can never get closer to that world. I can only long for it, because it is hidden by a light and warmth that I cannot bear. […] If I were to lose you, it would be the unforgivable end of me. Because I know nothing about that unnameable world. Since you are part of it, you mean the world to me. That can never change.” ― Béla Tarr, Kárhozat

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Hanif Abdurraqib, They Can't Kill Us Until They Kill Us

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Nicole W. Lee, from "Even the Dust"

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― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

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People are oceans. You cannot know them by their surface.

- Beau Taplin