Anne Truitt, from a diary entry featured in Daybook: The Journal of an Artist
Slavko Mihalić, “Maestro Extinguish the Candle” (trans. Peter Kastmiler), Contemporary East European Poetry: An Anthology
“Abandon yourself (…) abandon your heavy legs to the floating meadows,”
— Mary Szybist, From Incarnadine: Poems; “The lushness of it” (via feral-ballad)
— C. G. Jung, Man and His Symbols; “The Oracle dream”
[She] looked as if she had been carved out of a single pearl.
Angela Carter, "The Courtship of Mr. Lyon" from The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories.
Eclipse of the Sun in Venice in July 8, 1842 by Ippolito Caffi.
Margaret Atwood, “Thoughts from Underground”, Selected Poems: 1965-1975
I’m so happy to be alive
Fernando Pessoa, from The Book of Disquiet
Text ID: By thinking so much, I became echo and abyss. By delving within, I made myself into many.