Waiting for Godot, Samuel Beckett

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Sharon Dogar, Annexed

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The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon

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awritersruminations:

Diary entry of Roland Barthes  

It reads:

Struck by the abstract nature of absence; yet it’s so painful, lacerating. Which allows me to understand abstraction somewhat better: it is absence and pain, the pain of absence—perhaps therefore love?

After his mother died, Barthes grappled with the complexities of grief, loss, and mourning by writing fragments on more than 300 index cards. The cards were eventually published as Mourning Diary.

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L’Après Midi D’Un Faune
Stéphane Mallarmé. Illustrated by Aubrey Beardsley. Early 1893

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Extremely loud and incredibly close (by Jonathan Safran Foer)

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thepenguinpress:

Herman Melville’s journal.

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“The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”, T.S. Eliot

leopoldgursky:

“Embarrassed and almost guilty because sometimes I feel that my mourning is merely a susceptibility to emotion.
But all my life haven’t I been just that: moved?”
—Roland Barthes 

First sentence from The Sinking of the Odradek Stadium by Harry Mathews