I don’t want your love unless you know I am repulsive, and love me even as you know it.
I crave your legs intertwined with mine; I crave nothing but you, in the most simplest of ways.
Intimacy is theorizing your different sadnesses, together.
Keep your relationship private without keeping your partner a secret. There’s a difference between privacy and secrecy.
That pleasure which is at once the most pure, the most elevating and the most intense, is derived, I maintain, from the contemplation of the beautiful.
The death of a beautiful woman, is unquestionably the most poetical topic in the world.
Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary.
Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence.
I have great faith in fools; self-confidence my friends call it.
The true genius shudders at incompleteness, and usually prefers silence to saying something which is not everything it should be.
The boundaries which divide life from death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?
Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.
We loved with a love that was more than love.
All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who dream only at night.
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.
All my muscles ache from holding myself together.
Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darknesses of other people.
The best you can hope for is to live in a present so full and all-encompassing that you lose any sense of future or past.