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Love is inviting someone into the personal recesses of one's
desire. That recess is not always the other person's. A
willingness to go along with the fantasy of the other is a
sign of requited love, either whole or in part.
-- Eugene Monick, Phallos
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True love and prayer are learned in the hour when love becomes
impossible and the heart has turned to stone.
-- Thomas Merton
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"To the Harbormaster"
I wanted to be
sure to reach you;
though my ship was on the way it got caught
in some moorings. I am always tying up
and then deciding to depart. In storms and
t sunset, with the metallic coils of the tide
around my fathomless arms, I am unable
to understand the forms of my vanity
or I am hard alee with my Polish rudder
in my hand and the sun sinking. To
you I offer my hull and the tattered cordage
of my will. The terrible channels where
the wind drives me against the brown lips
of the reeds are not all behind me. Yet
I trust the sanity of my vessel; and
if it sinks, it may well be in answer
to the reasoning of the eternal voices,
le waves which have kept me from reaching you.
-- Frank O'Hara
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