“I’m not doing awfully well but I’m trying very, very, very hard,”
— Anne Sexton, from a letter to Florence Ehrhardt, c. February 1974
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“[Dionysos]. Swoony type, long hair, bedroom eyes, cheeks like wine.”
— Euripides, Bakkhai (tr. by Anne Carson)
“Maybe I’ve always been more comfortable in chaos.”
— Florence Welch, from “Useless Magic: Lyrics & Poetry,” published c. 2018
“I love you – though it enrages me,”
— Alexander Pushkin, from The Bronze Horseman: Poems; “Confession,”
I worry that my friends
will misunderstand my silenceas a lack of love, or interest, instead
of a tent city built for my own mind
— Tarfia Faizullah, from “Poem Full of Worry Ending with My Birth,” published in Poem-a-Day