Mie Hansson, Where Pain Thrives Quotes
It’s just another stop on the curvy roadthe final encounterfor the man who has liveddeath is the answer.
Do not judge a woman on her knees_you never know how tall she is when she stands!
All mothers breed dead children.They shall, perhaps, live later.When no longer dead, they are bornNot—by coincidence, by choice.
Women in love are patheticand I cannot be bothered, for now, I am back to metaphysicsand my armpits gather hair.
I have not encouraged talk about man’s holy privacy, although I do respect and defend man’s right to have it.
We quenched the bulging flame, amongst the ashes embers of fire remain
The match I struck shall not run deadYou’re my first inhale, my last cigarette.
No man has the courage to approach her or initiate questions she herself rise, for all men fear a fascist and she can very well be a fascist’s wife.
What differentiated us was our perception of our mutual reality, which made no difference.
