When Emily Brönte Said "You Said I Killed You. Haunt Me Then."

Kill the mentality that a female character is “weak” if she is in love with a man. Love is not weakness.

Also kill the mentality that a female character is “weak” if she is kind and sweet. Kindness is not weakness either.

Arcane | S02E05: Blisters and Bedrock

Beastars summed up

THE FORCE AWAKENS | THE LAST JEDI | THE RISE OF SKYWALKER

There is no world in which I will accept death as a appropriate ending to a character who has battled inner demons and faced insurmountable challenges and fought to do the right thing. Redemption is powerful because a character is forced to live with their choices. Killing off a redeemed character is a disservice to their arc -- it is infinitely more complicated and interesting consider redemption long-term than to just kill a character off. I want to see them living with their choices, because living is so much harder than dying.

The wolf is so done with the fox’s bs 😂

He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. […] Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He’s always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.

Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights

I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I. I will have you in my hoard, Marya Morevna, my black mirror.

Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless

Italo Calvino, Il barone rampante

“we are two reflections that cross swords with each other,”

Octavio Paz, Is There No Way Out? (tr. by Eliot Weinberger)

Anna Swir, A Book of Luminous Things: An International Anthology of Poetry, “The Same Inside,” tr. by Czeslaw Milosz and Leonard Nathan

Tamer, Beautiful Crime

Last night I dreamt about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally somehow you caught fire.

Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

Jean Genet, Our Lady of the Flowers (tr. by Bernard Frechtman)

Muse, Map of the Problematique

We love shadows of our hidden selves in others.

Anais Nin, The Four-Chambered Heart

Ilyas Abu Shabaka, Modern Arabic Poetry: An Anthology, “You or I?”, tr. by Adnan Haydar and Michael Beard

- Remember, your imperfections are beautiful.

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