There Was A Star Riding Through Clouds One Night And I Said To The Star, 'Consume Me'.

Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke’s Book of Hours

or·phic

/ˈôrfik/

adjective mysterious and entrancing; beyond ordinary understanding.

call down the hawk — maggie stiefvater

Albert Camus, The Fall Originally published: 1956

“Her brown eyes were untranslatable…She was made entirely of a sweetness bordering on tears.”

— Clarice Lispector, from “The Servant”, Complete Stories (trans. Katarina Dodson)

Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility

Margarita Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, Rien ne va plus

“But deep inside her she never forgets.”

— Albert Camus, Notebooks (1951-1959)

“I have been woman for a long tine beware my smile I am treacherous with old magic”

— Audre Lorde, from her porm “A Woman speaks”

Eileen Myles, "Sleepless." I Must Be Living Twice: New and Selected Poems 1975 - 2014