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I cry for someone terribly, yet something in my heart silences my screams before they reach your ears.

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“Ah! I’m suffocating from this longing I have for you.”

— Albert Camus to Maria Casarès, Correspondance, February 6, 1950 [#174]

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The leaves have left the trees and the sky haunts, empty.

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I believe I am going to read and write away all the romance I will ever receive.

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Femme Fatale

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I am an endless sea of the things I cannot figure out how to say.

Presently, I drown in these words.

Had someone come and try to save me, they would be pulled in just as deep, since whatever words I find are destined to be painfully and distortedly wrong.

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I know it is not your fault that I am alone. It is simply a melancholy thing, only a melancholy thing.

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I think these tears are slowly choking me. Had I not shed them, perhaps they would have escaped through my words and strangled the person I care for most.

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“Whatever we may do, excess will always keep its place in the heart of man, in the place where solitude is found. We all carry within us our places of exile, our crimes and our ravages. But our task is not to unleash them on the world; it is to fight them in ourselves and in others.” ― Albert Camus, The Rebel

Painting: "Man Alone" by Anne Magill

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The pressure of tomorrow outweighs my thoughts, breaks the canvas of my imagination, leaving a gaping hole void of color.

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Arctic Monkeys @ Kia Forum, Inglewood 1st Oct. 2023, By 35mmrock

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“Our hero, in a voice broken with sobs, tried to express his feelings… but was much too overcome by all the he had gone through, and could not utter a word; he could only, with an expressive gesture, point meekly to his heart.”

-The Double, Fyodor Dostoyevsky

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“From the evening breeze to this hand on my shoulder, everything has its truth.”

-The Myth of Sisyphus, Albert Camus

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“I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself. I will keep the law given by God; sanctioned by man. I will hold to the principles received by me when I was sane, and not mad- as I am now. Laws and principles are not for the times when there is no temptation: they are for such moments as this, when body and soul rise in mutiny against their rigour; stringent are they; inviolate they shall be. If at my individual convenience I might break them, what would be their worth? They have a worth- so I have alwavs be-lieved; and if I cannot believe it now, it is because I am insane- quite insane: with my veins running fire, and my heart beating faster than I count its throbs. Preconceived opinions, foregone determinations, are all I have at this hour to stand by: there I plant my foot."

-Jane Eyre, Charlotte Brontë

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At the Window, Svetlana Tartakovska