Violentwavesofemotion: “My Suffocating Soul, Unable Any Longer To Fit Within Its Cage Of Clay,” — Nikos Kazantzakis, Tr. By P. A. Bien, From “Report To Greco,” Publ. C. 1961
neoyorzapoteca: “I want to live each day for itself like a string of colored beads, and not kill the present by cutting it up in cruel little snippets to fit some desperate architectural draft for a taj mahal in the future.” — Sylvia Plath, The
