Photo by Alessandro Puccinelli

The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the ground. But in love poetry of every age, the woman longs to be weighed down by the man’s body.The heaviest of burdens is therefore simultaneously an image of life’s most intense fulfillment. The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become. Conversely, the absolute absence of burden causes man to be lighter than air, to soar into heights… his movements as free as they are insignificant. What then shall we choose? Weight or lightness?
Milan Kundera

…My limbs are rent because I clasped the clouds as mine. I owe it to the peerless stars which flame in the remotest sky that I see only with spent eyes, remembered suns I knew before. In vain I had at heart to find the center and the end of space. Beneath some burning, unknown gaze I feel my very wings unpinned, and, burned because I beauty loved, I shall not know the highest bliss, and give my name to the abyss which waits to claim me as its own. ~ Charles Baudelaire (Photo by Peter Lindbergh)

We must have one love, one great love in our life, since it gives us an alibi for all the moments when we are filled with despair.~ Albert Camus

Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I’m gazing at a distant star. It’s dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago. Maybe the star doesn’t even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything… ~ Haruki Murakami

The shadow past is shaped by everything that never happened. Invisible, it melts the present like rain through karst. A biography of longing. It steers us like magnetism, a spirit torque. This is how one becomes undone by a smell, a word, a place, a photo… By love that closes its mouth before calling a name. ~ Anne Michaels

Do you hear what I am saying? It is raining inside my dream of you. The only true saints won’t let the heart raffle off their desires. Once we could trust the simple spinning of the planet to bring us back. But to where? ~ Richard Jackson

She roamed through the space of her infinite sensations, experiencing neither sheer happiness or total fear. Her heart was divided… If she succumbed to the intoxication and enchantment of happiness, fear’s hammer struck her heart. She did not know whether it would be better for her to abandon her adventure or to continue obeying her heart… She lingered in her drowsy conflict for some time. Then the voices of fear and censure subsided, and during this truce she enjoyed an intoxicating dream.
Naguib Mahfouz

So much of space between us two, we kiss the planets when we kiss, no closeness ever shuts this out. So much of space between us two. We kiss the planets when we kiss, and all the ether knows your hand, and dust from Saturn foils my tongue, so much black light caresses us. No closeness ever shuts this out, but mouth from shoulder, thigh from thigh air unwinds our love, so distance holds, so love is safe… ~ Diane di Prima

Photo by Magnus Magnusson

You must learn her. You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to. You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept. And, this is how you keep her…
Junot Diaz

What would the world have been, Love, if we had not been, if your eyes had not been, what would the world have been? ~ Nizar Qabbani (Photo by Martin Lidell)