I can’t deceive myself out of the bare stark realization that no matter how
enthusiastic you are, no matter how sure that character is fate, nothing is real, past or
future, when you are alone in your room with the clock ticking loudly into the false
cheerful brilliance of the electric light. And if you have no past or future, which, after
all, is all that the present is made of, why then you may as well dispose of the empty
shell of present and commit suicide.
enthusiastic you are, no matter how sure that character is fate, nothing is real, past or
future, when you are alone in your room with the clock ticking loudly into the false
cheerful brilliance of the electric light. And if you have no past or future, which, after
all, is all that the present is made of, why then you may as well dispose of the empty
shell of present and commit suicide.
— UNABRIDGED JOURNALS, SYLVIA PLATH
Usually we walk around constantly believing ourselves. “I’m okay” we say. “I’m alright”. But
sometimes the truth arrives on you and you can’t get it off. That’s when you realize that sometimes it
isn’t even an answer—it’s a question. Even now, I wonder how much of my life is convinced.
sometimes the truth arrives on you and you can’t get it off. That’s when you realize that sometimes it
isn’t even an answer—it’s a question. Even now, I wonder how much of my life is convinced.
— THE BOOK THIEF, MARKUS ZUSAK
Because there was a hunger in me to see
everything and do everything. I wanted to
be everyone I saw. I wasn’t enough for me.
everything and do everything. I wanted to
be everyone I saw. I wasn’t enough for me.
Sidney Sheldon
Sleep is good, death is better; but of course, the best
thing would to have never been born at all. - Heinrich Heine
thing would to have never been born at all. - Heinrich Heine
What is the reason? Soon the why and the reason are gone and all that matters is
the feeling. This is the nature of the universe. We struggle against it, we fight to
deny it; but it is of course a lie. Beneath our poised appearance we are completely
out of control.
the feeling. This is the nature of the universe. We struggle against it, we fight to
deny it; but it is of course a lie. Beneath our poised appearance we are completely
out of control.
— THE MEROVINGIAN
You can’t blame me. I mean that literally, you’re incapable of blaming me. You’re human. Being
human is choosing freedom over imprisonment, autonomy over dependency, liberty over
servitude. You can’t blame me because you know (you’ve always known) that an eternity with
nothing to do but praise god sounds utterly unappealing. You’d be catatonic after an hour.
Heaven’s a swiz because to get in you have to leave yourself outside. You can’t blame me because
- and please do be honest with yourself this once - you’d have left, too.
human is choosing freedom over imprisonment, autonomy over dependency, liberty over
servitude. You can’t blame me because you know (you’ve always known) that an eternity with
nothing to do but praise god sounds utterly unappealing. You’d be catatonic after an hour.
Heaven’s a swiz because to get in you have to leave yourself outside. You can’t blame me because
- and please do be honest with yourself this once - you’d have left, too.
— I, LUCIFER
I guess it's a comfort, perhaps a sense of self control, doing worse damage to yourself than the world will ever dare inflict
- Chuck Palahniuk