- "Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no to-morrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace." —Oscar Wilde
- “I’m interested in the people who are inclined to be a little bit sad, who maybe see things in a sepia tone but without being mopes necessarily. And I like that about Metric - it’s not the Jackson 5 pretending things are happy when they’re not, it’s acknowledging that actually things are a bit fucked and finding a way to turn that into something else.”—Emily Haines
- “You know, to me, the most beautiful things in all the universe, are the most mysterious.” —Wayne Dyer
- "I feel like we’re all wounded and we can carry wounds throughout our lives. It can be small incidents that happen, or the soul you’re born into. I’ve always thought I carried this heartbreak since the day I was born.” —Lykke Li
- “I must be one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they are gone. I’m too sensitive. I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasms I once had as a child. There’s good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much, so much that it makes me feel too fucking sad.” —Kurt Cobain’s suicide note
- “I hate purity, I hate goodness. I don’t want any virtue to exist anywhere..” —Orwell, 1984
- “There’s high, and there’s high, and to get really high—I mean so high that you can walk on the water, that high-that’s where I’m going.” —George Harrison
- “With every transition there are good parts and parts that leave you very sad.” —Pat McGee
- “Saying nothing…sometimes says the most.” —Emily Dickinson
- "Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion. I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward." —Kurt Vonnegut
- "People have to talk about something just to keep their voice boxes in working order so they'll have good voice boxes in case there's ever anything really meaningful to say." —Kurt Vonnegut
- "What should young people do with their lives today? Many things, obviously. But the most daring thing is to create stable communities in which the terrible disease of loneliness can be cured." —Kurt Vonnegut
- “He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.” —Elbert Hubbard
- “Our greatest pretenses are built up not to hide the evil and the ugly in us, but our emptiness. The hardest thing to hide is something that is not there.” —Eric Hoffer
- “I have this theory that the more important and intimate the emotion, the fewer words are required to express it. For instance, in dating. ‘Will you go out with me?’ Six words. ‘I think I care for you.’ Five words. ‘You matter to me.’ Four words. ‘I love you.’ Three words. ‘Marry me.’ Two words. So what’s left? What’s the one most important and intimate word you can ever say to somebody? ‘Goodbye.’” —J. Michael Straczynski
- “I find it so much easier to be creatively free at night. Daytime is for sleeping. Nighttime is the best time for making art. The later at night it gets the further into another world you go.” —Mark Ryden
- “Just remember, the same as a spectacular Vogue magazine, remember that no matter how close you follow the jumps: Continued on page whatever. No matter how careful you are, there’s going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn’t experience it all. There’s that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should’ve been paying attention. Well, get used to that feeling. That’s how your whole life will feel some day. This is all practice. None of this matters. We’re just warming up.” —Chuck Palahniuk
- “Write in recollection and amazement for yourself.” —Jack Kerouac
- “I’m not going to sacrifice love, real love, for any fuckin’ whore or any friend, or any business, because in the end you’re alone at night.” —John Lennon
- “Young people who pretend to be wise to the ways of the world are mostly just cynics. Cynicism masquerades as wisdom, but it is the farthest thing from it. Because cynics don’t learn anything. Because cynicism is a self-imposed blindness, a rejection of the world because we are afraid it will hurt us or disappoint us. Cynics always say ‘no.’ But saying ‘yes’ begins things. Saying ‘yes’ is how things grow. Saying ‘yes’ leads to knowledge. ‘Yes’ is for young people. So for as long as you have the strength to, say ‘yes.’” —Stephen Colbert
- "The trouble is not that I am single and likely to stay single, but that I am lonely and likely to stay lonely." –Charlotte Brontë
- “I am jealous of those who can think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who ski better, who look better, who live better. who love better than I. I am sitting at my desk looking out at a bright antiseptic january day with an icy wind whipping the sky into a white-and-blue froth. I can see Hopkins House and the hairy black trees; I can see a girl bicycling along the gray road. I can see the sun light slanting diagonally across the desk, catching on the iridescent filaments of nylon in the stockings I hung over the curtain rod to dry. I think I am worthwhile just because I have optical nerves and can try to put down what they perceive. What a Fool!” —Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journal
- "Absence makes the heart grow fonder. But it sure does make the rest of you lonely." —Charlie Brown
- “I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought, there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.” —Frida Kahlo
- “Sometimes i come to hate people because they can’t see where i am. i’ve gone empty, completely empty and all they see is the visual form: my arms and legs, my face, my height and posture, the sounds that come from my throat. but i’m fucking empty. the person i was just one year ago no longer exists, drifts spinning slowly into the ether somewhere way back there. i’m a xerox of my former self. i can’t abstract my own dying any longer. i am a stranger to others and to myself and i refuse to pretend that i am familiar or that i have history attached to my heels. i am glass, clear empty glass. i see the world spinning behind and through me. i see casualness and mundane effects of gesture made by constant populations. i look familiar but i am a complete stranger being mistaken for my former selves. i am a stranger and i am moving. i am moving on two legs soon to be on all fours. i am no longer animal vegetable or mineral. i am no longer made of circuits or disks. i am no longer coded and deciphered. i am all emptiness and futility. i am an empty stranger, a carbon copy of my form. i can no longer find what i’m looking for outside of myself. it doesn’t exist out there. maybe it’s only in here, inside my head. but my head is glass and my eyes have stopped being cameras, the tape has run out and nobody’s words can touch me. no gesture can touch me. i’ve been dropped into all this from another world and i can’t speak your language any longer. see the signs i try to make with my hands and fingers. see the vague movements of my lips among the sheets. i’m a blank spot in a hectic civilization. i’m a dark smudge in the air that dissipates without notice. i feel like a window, maybe a broken window. i am a glass human. i am a glass human disappearing in rain. i am standing among all of you waving my invisible arms and hands. i am shouting my invisible words. i am getting so weary. i am growing tired. i am waving to you here. i am crawling around looking for the aperture of complete and final emptiness. i am vibrating in isolation among you. i am screaming but it comes out like pieces of clear ice. i am signaling that the volume of all this is too high. i am waving. i am waving my hands. i am disappearing. i am disappearing but not fast enough.” —David Wojnarowicz
- “I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then, but I think I have known it pretty often, too often.” —Charles Bukowski
- “I’m just sick of ego, ego, ego. My own and everybody else’s. I’m sick of everybody that wants to get somewhere, do something distinguished and all, be somebody interesting. It’s disgusting, it is, it is." —J.D. Salinger
- “The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn’t thought about it.” —Sylvia Plath
- “It is as if my life were magically run by two electric currents: joyous and positive and despairing negative; whichever is running at the moment dominates my life, floods it. I am now flooded with despair, almost hysteria, as if I were smothering.” —Sylvia Plath
- “Some things are more precious because they don’t last long.” —Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
- 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
- “There is a kind of crying I hope you have not experienced, and it is not just crying about something terrible that has happened, but a crying for all of the terrible things that have happened, not just to you but to everyone you know and to everyone you don’t know and even the people you don’t want to know, a crying that cannot be diluted by a brave deed or a kind word, but only by someone holding you as your shoulders shake and your tears run down your face. ” —Lemony Snicket
- “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
- “You’ll meet her. She’s very pretty, even though sometimes she’s sad for many days at a time. You’ll see, when she smiles, you’ll love her.” —Pan’s Labyrinth
- “I like the sea: we understand one another. It is always yearning, sighing for something it cannot have; and so am I.” —Greta Garbo (Picture Show Magazine Interview, 1927)
- “And if all that is meaningless, I want to be cured of a craving for something I cannot find and of the shame of never finding it.” —T.S. Eliot, The Cocktail Party
- “There’s a name for people with an interest in the moon. They’re called lunatics.” —Anthony Horowitz
- “I think you just gotta like get scars…I’d rather have scars than live a totally bland life.” —______, Beautiful Losers (2008)
- “You’re like a cat. You just don’t give a damn.” —Coop, Nurse Jackie
- “The way I think of these psychedelics, or a different way, is that they’re catalyst for the imagination. Catalysts to say what has never been said, to see what has never been seen, to draw, paint, sing, sculpt, dance and act what has never before been done. To push the envelope of creativity and language and what’s really important is, I call it, the felt presence of direct experience, which is a fancy term, which just simply means we have to stop consuming our culture.
- We have to create culture, don’t watch T.V. don’t read magazines, don’t even listen to NPR. Create your own road show. The nexus of space and time where you are now is the most immediate sector of the universe, and if you’re worrying about Michael Jackson or Bill Clinton or somebody else, then you are dis-empowered. You’re giving it all away to icons, icons, which are maintained by an electronic media. So that, you want to dress like x or have lips like y, this is shit brained this kind of thinking. That is all cultural diversion, and what is real is you and your friends and your associations, your highs, your orgasms, your hopes, your plans, your fears. And, we are told no, we’re unimportant, we’re peripheral, get a degree, get a job, get a this, get a that, and then you’re a player. You don’t even want to play in that game. You want to reclaim your mind and get out of the hands of the cultural engineers who want to turn you into a half-baked moron consuming all this trash that is being manufactured out of the bones of a dying world. Where is that at?” —Terence McKenna
- “It’s a strange thing, how you can love somebody, how you can be all eaten up inside with needing them—and they simply don’t need you. That’s all there is to it, and neither of you can do anything about it. And they’ll be the same way with someone else, and someone else will be the same way about you and it goes on and on—this desperate need—and only once in a rare million do the same two people need each other.” —Madeleine L’Engle
- “Just look at the animals, at the birds; nobody is worried, nobody is sad, nobody is frustrated. You don’t see a buffalo freaking out. He is perfectly contented chewing the same grass every day. He is almost enlightened. There is no tension; there is a tremendous harmony with nature, with himself, with everything as it is. Buffaloes don’t make parties to revolutionize the world, to change buffaloes into super buffaloes, to make buffaloes religious, virtuous. No animal is concerned at all with human ideas. And they all must be laughing: “What has happened to you? Why can’t you be just yourself as you are? What is the need to be somebody else? So the first thing is a deep acceptance of yourself.” —Osho
- “You’re beautiful, but you’re empty. No one could die for you.” —_The Little Prince_ by Antoine de Saint Exupéry
- “Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the “normal people” as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry” or “What do you think deja vu is for?”. Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. Find the others…” —Timothy Leary
- “…It is not the big events that hurt the most but rather the smallest questionable shift in tone at the end of a spoken word that can plow most deeply into the heart.” ―Steve Martin, Shopgirl
- “I’m beginning to know myself. I don’t exist. I’m the space between what I’d like to be and what others made of me. Just let me be at ease and all by myself in my room.” ―Fernando Pessoa
- "I’m so good at beginnings, but in the end I always seem to destroy everything, including myself.” ―Kiera Van Gelder
- “To hell, to hell with balance! I break glasses; I want to burn, even if I break myself. ” —Anaïs Nin
- “If she did wild or wicked things, it is because she could not help them.” Ernest Hemingway, _The Old Man and the Sea
- “I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I craved it too much. I wanted to be held very tight so I would not break.” —Marya Hornbacher, Wasted
- “I feel like I’m going to explode one day or burn up. My heart is burning.” —Daul Kim
- “I mean, I have the feeling that something in my mind is poisoning everything else.” —Vladimir Nabokov
- “You swallowed everything, like distance. Like the sea, like time. In you everything sank.” —Neruda
- “You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living.” —Anaïs Nin
- “The relationship between loneliness and solitude can be hard to delineate: the former is often seen as cancelling out the legitimacy of the latter, as though a lonely adult or child is simply not entitled to want or need time alone. But the feelings of isolation that accompany loneliness are entirely different from the more sated and creative feelings that accompany solitude, and it’s entirely reasonable to feel lonely and yet still feel as though you need some time to yourself.” —Emily White
- “If they don’t need you, it’s okay. You do not live for other people.” —Kyo
- “Do you take pride in your hurt? Does it make you seem large and tragic? …Well, think about it. Maybe you’re playing a part on a great stage with only yourself as audience.” —John Steinbeck, East of Eden
- "I like the dark part of the night, after midnight and before four-thirty, when it’s hollow, when ceilings are harder and farther away. Then I can breathe, and can think while others are sleeping, in a way can stop time, can have it so – this has always been my dream – so that while everyone else is frozen, I can work busily about them, doing whatever it is that needs to be done, like the elves who make the shoes while children sleep." —Dave Eggers, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius
- "Everyone is a time traveler. They’re born, they live, and they die." —Benjaman Kyle
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