Sara Mejías

“No one ever reads a book. He reads himself through books, either to discover or to control himself.”
― Romain Rolland

“Behind each thing a shadow lies;
Beauty hath e'er its cost:
Within the moonlight-flooded skies
How many stars are lost!”
― Clark Ashton Smith, The Star-Treader and Other Poems

“Only the impossible has any real charm; the possible has been vulgarized by happening too often.”
― Clark Ashton Smith

“It seems to me that I have lived alone—
Alone, as one that liveth in a dream:
As light on coldest marble, or the gleam
Of moons eternal on a land of stone,
The dawns have been to me. I have but known
The silence of a frozen land extreme—
A sole attending silence, all supreme
As is the sea’s enormous monotone.

Upon the icy desert of my days,
No bright mirages are, but iron rays
Of dawn relentless, and the bitter light
Of all-revealing noon.**** Alone, I crave
The friendly clasp of finite arms, to save
My spirit from the ravening Infinite.”
― Clark Ashton Smith, Ebony and Crystal: Poems in Verse and Prose