• sylvia plath - "to crawl between those black lines of print the way you crawl through a fence, and go sleep under that beautiful big green fig-tree"
  • Nietzsche’s "Thus I spoke, more and more softly; for I was afraid of my own thoughts and the thoughts behind my thoughts."
  • "Doubt thou the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move, Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love." - Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act II, Scene II.
  • "Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind." - a midsummer night's dream, wiliam shakespeare; act i scene i
  • "Your greatest sin is that you destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing" – crime and punishment
  • "Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom" comes from 19th-century philosopher Søren K...
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  • "The Execution of Lady Jane Grey" by Paul Delaroche - 1833
  • "Primavera" by Sandro Botticelli - late 1470s or early 1480s
  • "The Adoration Of Pan" by Johfra Bosschart - 1979
  • "The Night Watch" by Rembrandt van Rijn - 1642
  • "The Swing" by Jean-Honoré Fragonard - 1767
  • "Judith Slaying Holofernes" by Artemisia Gentileschi - 1620
  • "The Japanese Mask" by Alfred Stevens - 1877
  • "Judith Beheading Holofernes" by Caravaggio - 1598/1599 or 1602
  • "Las Meninas" by Diego Velázquez - 1656
  • "A Huguenot, on St. Bartholomew's Day" by John Everett Millais - 1851-2
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  • Come Live With Me - 1941
  • When Harry Met Sally - 1989
  • 12 Angry Men - 1957
  • It's a Wonderful Life - 1946
  • Sabrina - 1954
  • Sunset Boulevard - 1950
  • Notorious - 1946
  • Titanic - 1997
  • Top Gun: Maverick - 2022
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  • SONNET 130 - My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun (Shakespeare)

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damasked, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground. And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.

  • The Passionate Shepherd to His Love By Christopher Marlowe

Come live with me and be my love, And we ...

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