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« But when I fantasize at night
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Le cose brutte che non dici a nessuno diventano cani che ti mangiano la testa di notte mentre dormi.
- Elena Ferrante
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Smile, because it confuses people.
Smile, because it's easier than explaining what is killing you inside.
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Use your cup of stars.
Insist on your cup of stars.
Once they’ve trapped you into being like everyone else,
you’ll never see your cup of stars again.“Don't do it, Eleanor told the little girl; insist on your cup of stars; once they have trapped you into being like everyone else you will never see your cup of stars again; don't do it; and the little girl glanced at her, and smiled a little subtle, dimpling, wholly comprehending smile, and shook her head stubbornly at the glass. Brave girl, Eleanor thought; wise, brave girl.”
― Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill Housebroken. -
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Chaos isn't a pit. Chaos is a ladder.
Many who try to climb it fail and never get to try again. The fall breaks them.
And some, are given a chance to climb. They refuse, they cling to the realm or the gods or love.
Illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is.
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Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, if you've a ready mind, Where those of wit and learning, will always find their kind.
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❝ Ma io, su questa Terra, cosa mai mi sono messa a fare? Solo stizzirmi, dicendo “No” al divenire proprietà di qualcuno, ho soltanto calpestato i desideri di mio padre, ingannando il mio stesso animo con piccoli campi e monti fasulli. Però, ora che sono giunta a dover tornare sulla Luna, mi sono finalmente ricordata… Ma io come mai, a quale scopo ero discesa su questa Terra? E poi ancora, perché una canzone di questa sconosciuta Terra, quella canzone, perché la conoscevo da tanto tempo prima? ❞
۔ La storia della principessa splendente ۔
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« 'It’s Amortentia! It’s the most powerful love potion in the world!'
'Quite right! You recognized it, I suppose, by its distinctive mother-of-pearl sheen?'
'And the steam rising in characteristic spirals,' said Hermione enthusiastically, 'and it’s supposed to smell differently to each of us, according to what attracts us, and I can smell freshly mown grass and new parchment and-'
But she turned slightly pink and did not complete the sentence. »SPOILER (clicca per visualizzare)Ci ho messo molto più tempo di quello che vorrei ammettere, a fare questa immagine. E alla fine è riuscita solo grazie all'infinita pazienza del mio fidanzato - che non posso nemmeno incontrare al momento perché abita a mezz'ora di macchina da me - che mi spiega Photoshop durante le nostre lunghe chiamate. Lysm. ❤. -
.We’re just vessels. And even when we’re told we’re special, as I was, as you would’ve been, we’re still just vessels, for them to take, and take, until we’re empty, and alone. So, count yourself lucky. You’ve cheated the game and won without even knowing it.—Evil is evil. Lesser, greater, middling… Makes no difference..
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«I know [her] by reputation and I'm sure she's no Death Eater-»
«She's foul enough to be one...»
«Yes, but the world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters.»
― J. K. Rowling
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“I will be wild. I will be brutal. I will encircle you and conquer you. I will be more powerful than your boats and your swords and your blood lust. I will be inevitable.”
― Rachel Swirsky, A Memory of Wind
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There's a new revolution, a loud evolution that I saw
Born of confusion and quiet collusion of which mostly I've known
A modern day woman with a weak constitution, 'cause I've got
Monsters still under my bed that I could never fight off
A gatekeeper carelessly dropping the keys on my nights off
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hell is no worse than your earth
above the earth,
hell is no worse,
no, nor your flowers
nor your veins of light
nor your presence,
a loss;
my hell is no worse than yours
though you pass among the flowers and speak
with the spirits above earth.
—Eurydice, by H. D.
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