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Sylvia Plath

The moon, too, abuses her subjects, But in the daytime she is ridiculous. Your dissatisfactions, on the other hand, Arrive through the mailslot with loving regularity, White and blank, expansive as carbon monoxide. No day is safe from news of you, Walking about in Africa maybe, but thinking of me. —Sylvia Plath, from “The Rival,”… Continue reading Sylvia Plath

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Fernando Pessoa

My soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps growing and is forever the same. Everything interests me, but nothing holds me. I attend to everything, dreaming all the while. […]. I’m two, and both keep their distance — Siamese twins that aren’t attached. — Fernando Pessoa, The Book of… Continue reading Fernando Pessoa

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