arabic poetry is so beautifully yet painfully romantic, i mean “they asked “do you love her to death?” i said “speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life" and “because my love for you is higher than words, i've decided to fall silent" and "it is not enough to say love in Arabic, you must say 'be the thing that buries me'" could have got jane austen crying and shaking
— Henry Miller, A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953
the world is a cruel harsh evil place *had to get out of bed*
til we were dead and gone and buried
check the pulse and coming back swearing
it’s the same
after three months in the grave
“Small delights – a clear winter sunset through the natural iron grillwork of black trees, a street lamp shining through ice-encased branches, blue sky glittering, and sun on ice-crusted snow. Loveliness, loveliness.”
— Sylvia Plath, from a journal entry featured in “The Unabridged Journals,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
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When will I experience love such as this...😔
“Even if I now saw you only once, I would long for you through worlds,”
— Izumi Shikibu, from “Even if I now saw you”; The Ink Dark Moon: Love Poems (tr. by Jane Hirshfield & Mariko Aratani)
I think that the Hamilton musical is objectively the funniest thing that could happen to that man's memory. Imagine dying of a gunshot wound infection in 1804 and learning from the afterlife that tweenage girls in 2017 are drawing thousands upon thousands of images of you making out with your fellow congressmen because someone wrote a 2-hour rap opera about you. I like to imagine that Hamilton found a monkey's paw and wished to leave a legacy, and this is what it did to him.