And I am aware of my heart: it opens and closes
Its bowl of red blooms out of sheer love for me.
The water I taste is warm and salt, like the sea,
And comes from a country far away as health.
- Sylvia Plath, “Tulips,” from Ariel: The Restored Edition (via lifeinpoetry)
I am interested in language because it wounds or seduces me.
- Roland Barthes, The Pleasure of the Text (via wordsnquotes)