Citations

Aucun jour je ne me suis dit
Que tu pouvais être mortel.
Tu ressembles au paradis,
À tout ce qu'on croit éternel !
- Mais, ce soir, j'ai senti, dans l'air
Humide d'un parc triste et blême,
La terreuse odeur des asters
Et du languissant chrysanthème...
Quoi ! tu peux mourir ! - et je t'aime !

Debout, le bras levé, superbe en sa colère,

Lorsque je souffre trop de ton brillant visage,
Quand mon coeur asservi ne peut plus te quitter,
Je songe qu'autrefois de lointains paysages,
Des ports et leurs vaisseaux, de fameuses cités
M'éblouissaient ainsi; mon désir irrité
Croyait ne pas pouvoir vivre sans ces rivages...

Je n'en eus plus besoin quand je les eus chantés.

A friend of death, a brother of luck and a son of a bitch

La fin du monde ? Quelle importance ? Si je réussis, cela n'en aura aucune ! Tout recommencera ! Et si j'échoue... alors peu m'importe que le monde survive.

Something Wicked This Way Rides

- I could fix her
- I could make him worst.

I have loved gods and I have hated monsters the way I was taught to, but no one ever told me that more often than not, they were the same.

I wish there was a way for you to grow flowers where you are, my little love. I hope you still remember their radiance. When you come home to me, they will be waiting - alive and beautiful and unforgettable, just like you.

“You are still the kindest thing that ever happened to me, even if that is not how our tale is told.”

Glare into the skies every morning, promise yourself, ‘This is not the end of you, this is not the end of you, this is not the end of you.’”

“You smell of death. Everything about you is an endless goodbye.”

this wolf-wild heart was not made to surrender.”

“Something she cannot name inside her still feels missing.”

“Why be a half-finished poem in some forgotten poet’s story, when one can be an odyssey in and of herself, part magic, part villain, part Goddess, part lover.”

“Maybe that’s why you demonised them,
turned them into monsters,

because you think monsters are easier
to understand than women who say no to you.”

“There is a wounding here. A winding, a weathering, my story has been twisted into something it has not. A litany of half-truths follow me wherever I go.”

“Sweet-mouthed, silver-skinned, and the sea’s lullabies in your smile,”

“There was no warning about how painful it was to tell a star of its own ending, (…)”

“Some of us prefer the lonely to the glittering, the shaded hoods of trees to the constant glare of burning ochre.”

“Maybe the ancients were right when they said God’s test is hiding in everything we cannot explain.”

“But remember. Paradise never made you any promises it had to keep.”

“she rises like the blood moon in a sky of a thousand stars bursting.”

Heureux celui qui s'endort dans l'accomplissement de son vice
Je ferai de ma mort mon chef-d’œuvre un chef-d’oeuvre d'avarice
J'entrerai dans la nuit comme un homme en plein émerveillement
Et qu'on ne vienne pas dire après que je n'ai pas su comment

I've been having a bad day
For the past several years