Angel or siren, spirit, I don’t care,
As long as velvet eyes and perfumed head
And glimmering motions, o my queen, can make
The world less dreadful, and the time less dead.
Charles Baudelaire, Hymn to Beauty
translated by James McGowan
Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the Autumn tree.
Art exists because life is not enough.
Your soul knew my soul
long before we needed skin
to spend a life in.
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
There’s nothing more intimate in life than simply being understood. And understanding someone else.
Brad Meltzer, The Inner Circle
The other thing I wonder is … how do you manage your rage?
Thomas Harris, The Silence of the Lambs