“I’m not sad, but the boys who are looking for sad girls always find me. I’m not a girl anymore and I’m not sad anymore. You want me to be a tragic backdrop so that you can appear to be illuminated, so that people can say ‘Wow, isn’t he so terribly brave to love a girl who is so obviously sad?’ You think I’ll be the dark sky so you can be the star? I’ll swallow you whole.”
— Warsan Shire
“I’ve got a
lot of good

ideas but not

one that

will get me

through 
August.”
— Eileen Myles
“I always have a sense of trembling, but so does a compass, after all.”
— Jerzy Kosiński
“You are not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean in a drop.”
Rumi
“I have been ignored by prettier women than you, but none who carried the heavy pitchers of silence so far, without spilling a drop.”
— Jeffrey McDaniel in an excerpt from “Letter to the Woman Who Stopped Writing Me Back”
“Just in case you ever foolishly forget; I’m never not thinking of you.”
— Virginia Woolf, Selected Letters
“I desired always to stretch the night and fill it fuller and fuller with dreams.”
— Virginia Woolf
“Longing, we say, because desire is full of endless distances.”
— Robert Hass in an excerpt from “Meditation at Lagunitas”
“So I kept talking because nothing gets me going like knowing I should shut up. Oh, I should be quiet and full of potential like all those still flowers, but I know I am a weed and I’ve got to blow my seeds around the garden. I’ve got such faith in words, like the right combination spilling from my mouth could’ve made her look at me like she looked at all of them, eyes blue and bright as a kid’s.”
Junot Díaz, This Is How You Lose Her