“The fear that all this will end. The fear that it won’t.”— Rae Armantrout, from “Prayers,” Money Shot
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“…but the truth is I am terribly weak. And I crave the balm of beautiful and soft things.”— Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Linotte: The Early Diary Of
Anaïs Nin (1914-1920)