I dreamed that you had ceased to love me —
not that you had come from other beds
back to mine, or gone from mine to others,
just that something in your heart had
stopped."
David Solway, from Installations; “The Dream,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
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You have to really be broken in order to be a poet. It’s a very bad thing to tell a young person, but it’s true. Poetry comes out of all the places where you break."
Alice Notley, from an interview conducted c. October 2015 (via violentwavesofemotion)
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I’m with you. No matter what else you have in your head I’m with you and I love you."
Ernest Hemingway, The Garden of Eden (via books-n-quotes)

(Source: booksnquotes.com, via areyoushoree)

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