"It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow; empty rooms, shuttered, and dank. Without passion, we'd be truly dead."
--Angelus, 'Passion,' BtVS
Saturday, February 11, 2012
5.7.00 e.e. cummings
Today I haven't anything interesting to say, except to say that I spent a greater chunk of this weekend reading Buffy the Vampire Slayer scripts. And as cliched as that is, it made me feel all emotional and gushy. So I am going to share a quote and a sonnet, and if they mean anything to you, yeehah. And if they don't, check back tomorrow.
"It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow; empty rooms, shuttered, and dank. Without passion, we'd be truly dead."
"It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow; empty rooms, shuttered, and dank. Without passion, we'd be truly dead."
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