“But tell me now, for how much longer will it be necessary to have courage, tell me,”
— Sibilla Aleramo, tr. by Roberta L. Payne, from “The Little Girl that I Was,”
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“It was good, and nothing good is truly lost. It stays part of a person, becomes part of their character. So part of you goes everywhere with me. And part of me is yours, forever.”
— Rosamunde Pilcher, The Shell Seekers
“You have never loved me. You have only thought it pleasant to be in love with me.”
— Henrik Ibsen, A Doll’s House
“I’m happy when I feel your presence in my life…I can never write often or much, but I want you to trust me, and I want to press you against me.”
— Albert Camus, Yvonne Ducailar
“Sometimes I feel as though there are two me’s, one coating directly on top of the other: the superficial me, who nods when he’s supposed to nod and says what he’s supposed to say, and some other, deeper part, the part that worries and dreams… Most of the time they move along in sync and I hardly notice the split, but sometimes it feels as though I’m two whole different people and I could rip apart at any second.”
— Lauren Oliver, Delirium
I’m so eager to see you again, but I wouldn’t ask to see you. Not because I’m proud. In fact, in front of you, I cede all my pride. Yet only if you asked to see me, our meeting would be meaningful to me.
Simone de Beauvoir, A Transatlantic Love Affair: Letters to Nelson Algren
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“Tell me where it hurts, she’d say. Stop howling. Just calm down and show me where. But some people can’t tell where it hurts. They can’t calm down. They can’t ever stop howling.”
— Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
“Sometimes I feel as though there are two me’s, one coating directly on top of the other: the superficial me, who nods when he’s supposed to nod and says what he’s supposed to say, and some other, deeper part, the part that worries and dreams… Most of the time they move along in sync and I hardly notice the split, but sometimes it feels as though I’m two whole different people and I could rip apart at any second”
— Lauren Oliver, Delirium
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“The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.”
— Oscar Wilde, De Profundis
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And sometimes I’ll be like, Pay Attention to me!!!! but only for now because I feel I have funny and interesting things to say!! I want to be the center of attention just long enough that I feel good about having made people laugh and shake their heads incredulously at my raving, feverish mind and then it has to shift as SOON as I’m down from my attention high!! If I realize people are still looking at me and I have nothing more to say my body will instantly start to feel like an alien prison and I’ll most certainly combust on the spot!
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