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“But I can't do anything for him and he can't do anything for me. We must wail in our own corners.”
― Iris Murdoch, The Message to the Planet

“And so my life has become tiny and mean and incomplete and I must begin it again without comfort and without magic.”
― Iris Murdoch, Henry and Cato

“She had had such a strong feeling that she needed to talk to someone who would tell her some secret that would make everything alright. She had been unable to think who it was.”
― Helen Oyeyemi, White Is for Witching

“This salt mist blots out everything
that comforts and speaks to the traveler:
roads, bridges, towns, trees.
There's no face I might see and know,
only the mist whose insistent hand
runs over our faces and flanks.”
― Gabriela Mistral, Madwomen: Poems of Gabriela Mistral