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Anaïs Nin

She lay in the darkness of her white satin bedroom, the mirrors throwing aureoles of false moonlight, the rows of perfume bottles creating false suspended gardens. — Anaïs Nin, from “Stella,” Winter of Artifice: Three Novelettes (Swallow Press, 1945 Advertisements

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Rainer Maria Rilke

Looking up from the book, from the near and countable lines out into the culminant night: O how, like stars, the feelings crushed tight spread out, like when you untie a country bouquet: Youth of the light ones and inclined sway of the heavy ones, tender one’s hesitant prow—. Everywhere wanting connection and nowhere desire;… Continue reading Rainer Maria Rilke

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