Wasn’t it better if they kept this desire to see each other hidden within them, and never actually got together? That way, there would always be hope in their hearts. That hope would be a small, yet vital flame that warmed them to their core – a tiny flame to cup one’s hands around and protect from the wind, a flame that the violent winds of reality might easily extinguish.
1Q84 // Haruki Murakami
What an odd thing a diary is:
the things you omit are more important than those you put in.
The Woman Destroyed // Simone de Beauvoir
those who escape hell
never talk about
and nothing much
// Charles Bukowski
I’m not a mess but a deeply feeling person in a messy world. I explain that now, when someone asks me why I cry so often, I say, “For the same reason I laugh so often – because I’m paying attention.” I tell them that we can choose to be perfect and admired or to be real and loved. We must decide.
Love Warrior // Glennon Doyle Melton
Most people don’t grow up. Most people age.
They find parking spaces, honor their credit cards,
get married, have children, and call that maturity.
What that is, is aging.
// Maya Angelou
There exists, for everyone,
a sentence – a series of words
that has the power to destroy you.
Another sentence exists, another series of words,
that could heal you.
If you’re lucky you will get the second,
but you can be certain of getting the first.
VALIS // Philip K. Dick
Everytime I see her, or hear her voice, or hear her thunder feet approaching I am so truly happy and I know how lucky we are to be happy that way, and never to be bored alone together.
// Ernest Hemingway
The last six months have been a unique hell,
but that’s finished and I am fine now.
// Sylvia Plath
She didn’t read books so she didn’t know that she was the world and the heavens boiled down to a drop.
Their Eyes Were Watching God // Zora Neale Hurston
He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness.
The Count of Monte Cristo // Alexandre Dumas