May 2013
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Pitch-black winter nights live in my bones.
– Friedrich Nietzsche, from Selected Letters (via violentwavesofemotion)
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My roommate’s not suicidal
But it sounds sexier than saying
that she closes...
– Chad Anderson (via writingsforwinter)
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“All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.”
(Abraham Lincoln)
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April 2013
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I never wish to be easily defined. I’d rather float over other people’s minds as...
– Franz Kafka; from a diary entry dated 23 March 1914. (via violentwavesofemotion)
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One of the most healing things you can do is recognize where in your life you...
– Steve Maraboli (via elige)
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But some people can’t tell where it hurts. They can’t calm down. They can’t ever...
– Margaret Atwood (via dulcetdecember)
my final thought before making most decisions: fuck it
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I felt once more how simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a...
– Nikos Kazantzakis, from Zorba the Greek (John Lehmann, Ltd., 1946)
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“No amount of love can cure madness or unblacken one’s dark moods. Love can help, it can make the pain more tolerable, but, always, one is beholden to medication that may or may not always work and may or may not be bearable.”
(Kay Redfield Jamison, “An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness”)
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I’ve been saying I would join the gym for 4 years and I finally did it and I went on the stationary bike for an hour yesterday and then I started sneezing and obviously I am allergic to exercise.
March 2013
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“I fall in love with ideas and fantasies rather than whole beings and then I sit here and wonder why I’m still alone. It’s because I don’t fucking pay attention. I’m too busy thinking about tomorrow that today falls through the cracks.”
(Ryan O’Connell, “I’m Trying to Love You More”)
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No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.
– C.S. Lewis - A Grief Observed (via thefreenomad)
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And there’s something else. On a regular basis, I will be walking around, going...
– from this amazing post about “on not being middle class in New York City” (via remnant)
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An old Cherokee chief took his grandchildren into the forest and sat them down...
– Old Cherokee legend, quoted in Someday You’ll Thank Me for This! (via explore-blog)
February 2013
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I wasn’t just the madwoman in the attic—I was the attic itself. The past was all...
– Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation (via dulcetdecember)
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I’m sorry for my inability to let unimportant things go, for my inability to...
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via creatingaquietmind)
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My heart was a hysterical unreliable organ.
– Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita (via seabois)
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I want everyone to leave me alone and I also want someone to come snuggle me and...
– Siri Moon, I Hate Everything Right Now (via creatingaquietmind)
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“The psyche is much smarter than consciousness allows. We bury things so deep we no longer remember there was anything to bury. Our bodies remember. Our neurotic states remember. But we don’t.”
(Jeanette Winterson, “Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?”)
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We could do ourselves a tremendous favour by letting go of the people who poison...
– Steve Maraboli (via maddierose)
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And it’s not “clever lonely” (like Morrissey) or “interesting lonely” (like...
– Chuck Klosterman (via thesearchforsanctuary)
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“You give me that look that’s like laughing
With liquid in your mouth
Like you’re choosing between choking
And spitting it all out
Like you’re trying to fight gravity
On a planet that insists
That love is like falling
And falling is like this.”
(Ani DiFranco, “Falling Is Like This”)
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The sign of intelligence is that you are constantly wondering. Idiots are always...
– Sadhguru Jaggi Vasudev (via larmoyante)
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I do not know what makes a writer, but it probably isn’t happiness.
– William Saroyan (via wordswithinyou)
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I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in...
– (via quotethat)
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I am tired of myself to-night. I should like to be somebody else.
– Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (via larmoyante)
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I guess my life hasn’t always been happy, or easy, or exactly what I want. At a...
– Jonathan Franzen; ”Freedom” (via diluvie)
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I wish to cry. Yet, I laugh, and my lipstick leaves a red stain like a bloody...
– Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals (via seabois)
January 2013
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“Like most of the educated, I do harbor a fondness for the sins of my ignorant past.”
(Jane Smiley)
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I had thought, as I got older, some better, more perfect self would emerge....
– Carrie Frye, “On Advice To Kids” (via The Awl)
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But it seemed to me that this was the way we all lived: full to the brim with...
– “The Year of Pleasures” by Elizabeth Berg (via kari-shma)
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“And now that you don’t have to be perfect, you can be good.”
(John Steinbeck, “East of Eden”)
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“When I try to concentrate
on who you were,
images of you blur
and pulsate.”
(Mary Jo Salter, “Dead Letters”)
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“The deplorable mania of doubt exhausts me. I doubt everything, even my doubts.”
(Gustave Flaubert)
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