The truly fearless think of themselves as normal.
What is it the I'll want from you? Not love: that would be too much to ask. Not forgiveness, which isn't yours to bestow. Only a listener, perhaps; only someone who will see me. Don't prettify me thou...
The past is so much safer, because whatever's in it has already happened. It can't be changed; so, in a way, there's nothing to dread.
She is the witch you burnedby daylight and crept from your hometo consult & bribe at night. The lovethat tortured you you blamed on her.
Madness is only an amplification of what you already are.
He loved her; in some ways he was devoted to her. But he couldn't reach her, and it was the same on her side. It was as if they'd drunk some fatal potion that would keep them forever apart, even thoug...
Every month there is a moon, gigantic, round, heavy, an omen. IT transits, pauses, continues on and passes out of sight, and I see despair coming towards me like famine. To feel that empty, again, aga...
At some indeterminate point in their life cycles, they cause themselves to be placed in artificial stone or wooden cocoons, or chrysalises. They have an idea that they will someday emerge from these i...
As Charles Darwin said,'The economy shown by Nature in her resources is striking,'' says the Spirit. 'All wealth comes from Nature. Without it, there wouldn't be any economics. The primary wealth is f...
And the evening was so beautiful, that it made a pain in my heart, as when you cannot tell wether you are happy or sad; and I thought that if I could have a wish, it would be that nothing would ever c...
Why is it we want so badly to memorialize ourselves? Even while we're still alive. We wish to assert our existence, like dogs peeing on fire hydrants.
What thumbsuckers we all are...when it comes to mothers.
Though as he'd say, what is 'belief' but a willingness to suspend the negatives?
This murdered girl troubles me. After the first shock, nobody at school says much about her. Even Cordelia does not want to talk about her. It’s as if this girl has done something shameful, herself, b...
This is what I feel like: this sound of glass. I feel like the word shatter. I want to be with someone
The genres, it is thought, have other designs on us. They want to entertain, as opposed to rubbing our noses in the daily grit produced by the daily grind. Unhappily for realistic novelists, the large...
Religious people of any serious kind made her nervous: they were like men in raincoats who might or might not be flashers.
Knowing this secret, being the only one chosen to know, makes me feel important in a way. But it’s a negative importance, it’s the importance of a blank sheet of paper. I can know because I don’t coun...
It isn't chic for women to be drunk. Men drunks are more excusable, more easily absolved, but why? It must be thought they have better reasons.
I would like to be without shame. I would like to be shameless. I would like to be ignorant. Then I would not know how ignorant I was.