Tiny slivers of life—they all added up and helped you to feel that you too could be a fragment, a little piece of humanity who usefully filled a space, however minuscule.
Vstopila sem v sobo na koncu hodnika, kjer je bila, kot sem pravilno ugotovila, kuhinja. Tudi ta soba je bila polja ljudi in hrupa, a sem lahko razločila marmornate delovne površine, svetleče kremne f...
Was this how it worked, then, successful social integration? Was it really that simple? Wear some lipstick, go to the hairdressers and alternate the clothes you wear? Someone ought to write a book, or...
Was this how it worked, then, successful social integration? Was it really that simple? Wear some lipstick, go to the hairdressers and alternate the clothes you wear?
Well, there was a man that I took a bit of a liking to, a little crush, you might say, and I got slightly carried away, and then I realized that, actually, I’d been a bit silly. We weren’t going to be...
What, I wondered, was the point of me? I contributed nothing to the world, absolutely nothing, and I took nothing from it either. When I ceased to exist, it would make no material difference to anyone...
What, after all, is the point of eating out if you have to clear up yourself? You might as well have stayed at home.
When I answered the door, he was holding a bottle of Irn-Bru and a bag of jelly babies.
When you’re struggling hard to manage your own emotions, it becomes unbearable to have to witness other people’s, to have to try and manage theirs too.
When you’re struggling hard to manage your own emotions, it becomes unbearable to have to witness other people’s,
Whilst I am neither stylish nor fashionable, I am always clean; that way, at least, I can hold my head up when I take my place, however unexalted, in the world.
Why is it that client-facing jobs hold such allure for misanthropes?
You can't protect other people, however hard you try.
You forget that the world is full of ordinary decent people like yourselves, good Samaritans who’ll stop and help a soul in need.
Your voice changes when you’re smiling, it alters the sound somehow.
You’ve made me shiny, Laura, I said. I tried to stop it, but a little tear ran down the side of my nose. I wiped it away with the back of my hand before it could dampen the ends of my new hair. Thank...
[…] La soledad está marcada por el intento de llevar a término la experiencia; algo que no puede conseguirse solo con fuerza de voluntad o saliendo más, sino desarrollando vínculos íntimos. Es mucho m...
Arranged all the tins in the cupboard so that the labels were facing forwards in zetabetical order.
Do not light up a room when I walk into it. No one longs to see me or to hear my voice. I do not feel sorry for myself, not in the least. These are simply statements of fact. I have been waiting for d...
Felt a warmth inside, a cosy, glowy feeling like hot tea on a cold morning.
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