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It's the things I might have said that fester.

It's the things I might have said that fester.

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I am inhabited by a cry.
Nightly it flaps out
Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.
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I am inhabited by a cry.
Nightly it flaps out
Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.
I am terrified by this dark thing
That sleeps in me;
All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.

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Women complain about premenstrual syndrome, but I think of it as the only time of the month I can be read more

Women complain about premenstrual syndrome, but I think of it as the only time of the month I can be myself.

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Melancholy is sadness that has taken on lightness

Melancholy is sadness that has taken on lightness

by Italo Calvino Found in: Melancholy Quotes,
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Only a great mind that is overthrown yields tragedy.

Only a great mind that is overthrown yields tragedy.

by Jacques Barzun Found in: Melancholy Quotes,
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Don't tell me peace has broken out.

Don't tell me peace has broken out.

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People are just as happy as they make up their minds to be.

People are just as happy as they make up their minds to be.

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Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not read more

Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

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I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
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I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round as the moon, to stare up.
I want to be looking at them when they come
Picking among the dumb minerals, the roots.
I see them already-the pale, star-distance faces.
Now they are nothing, they are not even babies.
I imagine them without fathers or mothers, like the first gods.
They will wonder if I was important.

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