Marisa Crane

We’re so infatuated with studying labels that we forget to read between the lines of one another.

The listlessness of it all, the profit off depression, the extinction of an entire species, the chlorinated connections- poisoned just to appear clean.

The moonlight melts into lace across your thighs. Unbridled passion, an Elliott Smith vinyl, and the intimate place of you.

Are you using your pain as an excuse or as a source of strength?

If only I had known then the speed with which she could die, maybe I wouldn’t have become the hemlock.

I have imprinted on you and all those miles between us only keep us apart because we let them.

You’re never given more pain than you can handle. You never, ever get more than you can take.

Forgiveness is just another name for freedom.

Patriotism is your conviction that this country is superior to all other countries because you were born in it.

Fate is being kind to me. Fate doesn’t want me to be too famous too young.

Yet if today has no meaning, the past was a Blank and the future is a Chaos.

I beg you take courage; the brave soul can mend even disaster.

Stand up and walk out of your history.

Those unproductive hands … may consume so great a share … that all the frugality and good conduct of individuals may not be able to compensate … this violent and forced encroachment.

Love is kind, it’s clear. It’s effortless, and it’s irresistible.

A tiny leak can sink a ship.

The men of always aren’t interested in the children of never.

Without risk, there isn’t any living communication.

Children have helped me a lot.

Me: Unbothered, moisturized, in my lane, well-hydrated, flourishing.

My definition of a free society is a society where it is safe to be unpopular.