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<Hey, Vergilius...? My PDA's been acting weird since we left Wuthering Heights.> Posts may use different translations than you're used to, as I didn't hand-pick every quote. Posts may include different translations, even when quoting the same book. Thank you for reading!

What did his God or the lives people choose or the fate they think they elect matter to me when we’re all elected by the same fate, me and billions of privileged people like him who also called themselves my brothers? 🌇

If something is going to happen to me, I want to be there. 🌇

Delight is to him — a far, far upward, and inward delight — who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self. ⛪️

Then he asked me if I wasn’t interested in a change of life. I said that people never change their lives, that in any case one life was as good as another and that I wasn’t dissatisfied with mine here at all. 🌇

A man died. He seemed a good man, but I did not know him. But... Don Quixote is not dead. Believe, Sancho. Believe! 🎠

All that is transient Is only a parable; The inadequate, Here it becomes an event; The indescribable, Here it is done; The Eternal Feminine draws us up. 👻

as though - might I say? - the sun itself had crashed to earth, spewing its heavenly fire in all directions. 🚬

(When the bandage is cut, it bleeds. The gash will heal soon, I believe. Good-bye.) 🪶

So now Gregor was shut out from his mother, who, because of him, might be near to death. 🪲

The pale whiteness of her upturned face as she choked on the smoke; the tangled length of her hair as she tried to shake the flames from it; the beauty of her cherry-blossom robe as it burst into flame: it was all so cruel, so terrible! 🚬

'May she wake in torment!' he cried, with frightful vehemence, stamping his foot, and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. ⛈️

My friend, all theory is grey, and green The golden tree of life. 👻

Then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship. ⛪️

'I'd like to eat something', said Gregor anxiously, 'but not anything like they're eating. They do feed themselves. And here I am, dying!' 🪲

'What a quiet life it is the family lead', said Gregor to himself, and, gazing into the darkness, felt a great pride that he was able to provide a life like that in such a nice home for his sister and parents. 🪲

There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover's whisper, irresistible—magic to make the sanest man go mad. 👢

'Poet,’ I answered, ‘by that God whose name you never knew, I beg you, I entreat – so I may flee this ill and worse – that you now lead me on to where you’ve spoken of, to find the gate where now Saint Peter stands, and all those souls that you say are so sad.’ 🕙

What shall avail you rank and riches, Orphaned while yet in swaddling bands you lay? 🔮

When reason fails, the devil helps! 🪓

I felt like telling her it wasn’t my fault, but I stopped myself because I remembered that I’d already said that to my boss. It didn’t mean anything. Besides, you always feel a little guilty. 🌇