Sunday, September 11

Was this what she fled? Not her own death, but the thousands of tiny intersections of her life with others, the broken connections, the links, in spite of themselves, the responsibilities? Did we spend all those years running from our loves, our friendships, the casual words uttered in passing that alter the course of a lifetime?” Joanne Harris (Chocolat)

Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again. - Homer (The Iliad)

People are born in order to live, right? But the longer I’ve lived, the more I’ve lost what’s 
inside me - and 
ended up empty. And I bet the longer I live, the emptier, the more worthless,
I’ll become. Something’s wrong with this picture. Life isn’t supposed to turn out like this!
Isn’t it possible to shift direction, to change where I’m headed? 
Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)

Well, I could have been a famous singer if I had someone else’s voice but failures always sounded better.

Bright Eyes (Roads To Joy)

I do not fear death, in view of the fact that I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it."-Marc Twain

When you think about it, the world is so huge and people ask “What are you going to do?”, as if you can do that much. 
— Cassie (Skins)

Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?
— Haruki Murakami 

In spite of it all, I wake up every morning

In spite of it all, in spite of it all, he said, I wake up every day

I wake up cause there’s no other way. 


"And are you scared of death?"

"What's there to be scared of?" her eery calmness silencing her counterpart, "It's inevitability?"

The older woman stared at the girl, startled at her aloofness, "perhaps, is that how you see death?"

The girl observed the woman curiously conscious of the knowing smile growing steadily upon her pale face, creasing the sides of her mouth to reveal her peculiar beauty, hidden beneath her sickening frailty. 


"It isn't foreboding or daunting..It's a different path, a new doorway, another step."

"unto what may i ask", the woman asks shifting uncomfortably in her seat.


"The cost of oblivious daydreaming was always this moment of return, the realignment with what had been before and now seemed a little worse. " - Ian McEwan (Atonement)

But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defenceless that I couldn’t do it. It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn’t in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get. 
— Sylvia Plath, the Bell Jar 

The world always seems brighter when you’ve just made something that wasn’t there before. 
— Neil Gaiman

Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you. Changes it’s mind
White Oleander, Janet Fitch

Seduction isn’t making someone do what they don’t want to do. Seduction is enticing someone into doing what they secretly want to do already. 

-Waiter Rant 

Love is just another dirty lie. I know about love. Love always hangs up behind the bathroom door. It smells like Lysol. To hell with love. 
— Ernest Hemingway

"On the surface, an intelligible lie; 

underneath, the unintelligible truth."

The Unbearable Lightness of Being