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Your love
Should never be offered to the mouth of a
Stranger,
Only to someone
Who has the valor and daring
To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife
Then weave them into a blanket
To protect you.Hafiz -
As much as choice could sometimes be a burden, not having one was far worse
Jana Deleon -
We sometimes try to impress people we just met by not trying to impress them.
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Sei pazzo.
Non lo ero.
Ti piace.
Non era vero.
La vuoi.
Assolutamente no.
Non è tua.
Col cazzo che non lo era.You are crazy.
I was not.
Do you like.
It was not true.
Want it.
Absolutely not.
It is not yours.
Like hell it was notChiara Cilli -
She follows her nose and stands once more before the doors of a quintessential dilemma. Male or Female. Here is her paradox. A staccato voice seems to challenge her, berate her. Hombre or Mujer. Mann or Frau. Homme or Femme. Gentleman or Lady. Com on, decide. She knows them all. She is them all. Not fluid or all-encompassing, gathering the harvest of the reaping fields, but fractured and split and bleeding. Her inner core weeping out of itself. There is nothing for hermaphrodites. It’s too confusing. The words rattle around in her earbones, androgynous and humming. How can she choose? She cannot choose. To choose is to sunder
Mark O’Flynn -
He’d always been a man who followed his head and not his heart.The heart was just a bloody motor.The head was meant to drive
Mario Puzo -
Believe something and the Universe is on its way to being changed. Because you’ve changed, by believing. Once you’ve changed, other things start to follow. Isn’t that the way it works?
Diane Duane -
When one consorts with assassins, one must expect to dance along the edge of a knife once or twice.
R.L. LaFevers -
Our union is like this:
You feel cold so I reach for a blanket to cover
our shivering feet.A hunger comes into your body
so I run to my garden and start digging potatoes.You asked for a few words of comfort and guidance and
I quickly kneel by your side offering you
a whole book as a
gift.You ache with loneliness one night so much
you weep, and I sayhere is a rope, tie it around me,
Hafiz will be your
companion for
life.شمس الدین محمد حافظ / Khwāja Šams ud-Dīn Muhammad Hāfez-e Šīrāzī -
I meet your eyes
you don’t even see me
You hardly respond
when I whisper
hello
Could be my soul mate
two kindred spirits
Maybe we’re not
I guess we’ll never
knowMy own mother
you carried me in you
Now you see nothing
but what I wear
People ask you
how I’m doing
You smile and nod
don’t let it end
therePut me
underneath God’s sky and
know me
don’t just see me with your eyes
Take away
this mask of flesh and bone and
See me
for my soulalone
Jay Asher
