What is a first love worth except to prepare for a second? What does the second love bring? Only regret for the first.
“The youth at night would have himself driven around the scream. It lay in the middle of the city gazing back at him with its heat and rosepools of flesh. Terrific lava shone on his soul. He would ride and stare.”
Anne Carson | “Short Talk on the Youth at Night”
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