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Let all the fragments of life die away. Let everything inessential die. Let life happen as it did back then, when you weren't so afraid, so intent on preserving, so afraid of everything crumbling to the ground.

Sheila Heti, Alphabetical Diaries

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Chiron Duong

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It is hard not to project into the future, but if you do, you see a mirage, then the mirage becomes something you move towards or away from, and then you are living like a parched person hallucinating, stumbling through the desert.

Sheila Heti, Alphabetical Diaries

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embrace

Briony Marshall (Peaceful embrace or the melting of boundaries), Stephan Sinding (To Mennesker), Gustav Vigeland (Kiss), William Zorach (Embrace), Antonio Canova (Psyche Revived by Cupid's Kiss)

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That period of my life is complete. I am in a new period, wherein I desire to walk down familiar streets with someone unbeknownst to me, beginning at one point and ending at the next, as if we are attempting to draw a line between the past and a future with our bodies.

Claire Donato, ‘My Ex-Partner’s Doppleganger’ from Kind Mirrors and Ugly Ghosts

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The Progress of Spring, 1905 by Charles Daniel Ward (English, 1872–1935)

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She is thinking about letting vegetables burn as one might let unrequited love smolder, for she is in love with that which burns without a flame.

Claire Donato, ‘Gravity and Grace, The Chicken and the Egg, or: How to Cook Everything Vegetarian: A Novella’ from Kind Mirrors, Ugly Ghosts

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Hermann David Salomon Corrodi (1844 -1905, Italian) ~ Fisherman and Mermaids in the Blue Grotto on Capri, n/d

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Ildjima Masrangar and Nastya Kublitskaya by Alexandra Sophie for Vogue Portugal December 2023

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By day I may have been so forgetful that I couldn't recall what I'd had for breakfast, but in the dark hours of the night I was a memory genius. I could recall every regrettable moment of my life. Every mistake I'd ever made, every humiliation, every failure, every sin, every harm I'd ever caused another person, deliberately or by accident, every bad or stupid thing I'd ever said or done.

Sigrid Nunez, The Vulnerables

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There is supposed to be a place where no one can reach you. Traditionally, the home, but now we settle for the ocean, the airplane, the summit of a mountain, the middle of a lake, the shower, the womb, the grave

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Claire Donato, from Kind Mirrors and Ugly Ghosts

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From F. Percy Smith’s The Birth of a Flower (1910).

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how to cope with grief..?

I’m so sorry, I don’t know, I’ve just heard it’s on the other side of love, so I can imagine it should be handled with the same grip

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I've always wondered: when you wake up on the day you're going to die, can you feel it? Is there such a thing as a premonition, a tingling sensation in your bones? Or do you simply go about your daily business and-swoosh! Lifeline cut off like a piece of meat under a sharp, shiny butcher's knife.

Celina Baljeet Basra, Happy