Susan Sontag

Can I love someone…and still think/fly? Love is flying, sown, floating. Thought is solitary flight, beating wings.

Can I love someone…and still think/fly? Love is flying, sown, floating. Thought is solitary flight, beating wings.

– Susan Sontag –

As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks

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