• "wild hearts can't get broken"
  • "here's looking at you kid"
  • "i honestly couldn’t care less if you like the same bands or you’ve read the same books. tell me one original thing, tell me one true, real thing that brings me to my fucking knees that i’ve never heard before and i’m yours"
  • "don't push me to my limits 'cause i have none"
  • "i don't like good-looking guys. i like them skinny and pale, like they're dying"
  • "what's wrong?" "nothing. nothing slowly clotting my arteries. nothing slowly numbing my soul. caught by nothing, saying nothing, nothingness becomes me. when i am nothing they will say, surprised, in the way that they are forever surprised, 'but there was nothing the matter with her.'"
  • "i have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. something horrible is happening inside of me and i don’t know why. my nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. i feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. i think my mask of sanity is about to slip."
  • "she was lo, plain lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. she was lola in slacks. she was dolly at school. she was dolores on the dotted line. but in my arms she was always lolita."
  • "i can't explain myself, i'm afraid, sir, because i'm not myself, you see.
  • "what is vertigo? fear of falling? no, vertigo is something other than fear of falling. it is the voice of the emptiness below us which tempts and lures us, it is the desire to fall, against which, terrified, we defend ourselves."
  • "and even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn't really change the fact that you have what you have."
  • "he died in a tree from which he wouldn't come down. "come down!" they cried to him. "come down! come down!" silence filled the night, and the night filled the silence, while they waited for kafka to speak. 'i can't,' he finally said,'because then you'll stop asking for me.'"
  • "it's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything"
  • "i had an inspiration once. i woke up one morning and i knew that today i had to swallow fifty aspirin. it was my task: my job for the day."
  • "in danger? she thought to herself. it sounded exciting. it didn't sound like a bad thing. not really."
  • "we are all alone, born alone, die alone, and — in spite of true romance magazines — we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. i do not say lonely — at least, not all the time — but essentially, and finally, alone. this is what makes your self-respect so important, and i don’t see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness"
  • "it's everybody, i mean. everything everybody does is so — i don't know — not wrong, or even mean, or even stupid necessarily. but just so tiny and meaningless and — sad-making. and the worst part is, if you go bohemian or something crazy like that, you're conforming just as much only in a different way."
  • "i never fall apart because i never fall together."
  • "i need things to be intense because i'd be bored to fucking death if they weren't."
  • "we live our lives in anticipation of the next hit of experience as if the one that’s coming will finally do it for us. what’s so strange is that nothing up ‘til now has brought that sense of real completion or fulfilment. so why are we so seduced into thinking that the next one will?"
  • "you don’t meet a lot of people that you really like. i don’t anyway."
  • "i desire the things which will destroy me in the end."
  • "'love is a battle' she said smiling, 'and i plan on going fighting 'til the end.' 'love is a battle? well, i don’t feel at all like fighting.' and he left."
  • "i am a free man— and i need my freedom. i need to be alone. i need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion; i need the sunshine and the paving stones of the streets without companions, without conversation, face to face with myself, with only the music of my heart for company."
  • "i’ve lived out my melancholy youth. i don’t give a fuck anymore what’s behind me, or what’s ahead of me. i’m healthy. incurably healthy. no sorrows, no regrets. no past, no future. the present is enough for me. day by day. today. le bel aujourd’hui."
  • "don't touch me, i'll die if you touch me"
  • "extremes mean borders beyond which life ends…and a passion for extremism is a veiled longing for death."
  • "he broke my heart, you merely broke my life"
  • "they love you or they hate you, but they will never let you be"
  • "the little scratch on the roof of your mouth that might heal if only you could stop tonguing it. but you can’t."
  • "i loved you. i was a pentapod monster, but i loved you. i was despicable and brutal, and turpid, and everything, mais je t’aimais, je t’aimais. and there were times when i knew how you felt, and it was hell to know it."
  • "you say 'come touch me' but you're always out of reach"
  • "i mean, we’re born alone, we die alone. and while we’re here we are absolutely, completely sealed in our own bodies. really weird. kinda freaks me out to think about it. we can only experience the outside world through our own slanted perception of it. who knows what you’re really like. i just see what i think you’re like."
  • "some people are just born with tragedy in their blood"
  • "i am awfully greedy; i want everything from life. i want to be a woman and to be a man, to have many friends and to have loneliness, to work much and write good books, to travel and enjoy myself, to be selfish and to be unselfish… you see, it is difficult to get all which i want. and then when i do not succeed i get mad with anger."
  • "i like marijuana because i want to go to heaven before i die."
  • "i never felt open in any way. i would never impulsively ring people and assume that they’d want to see me, or just go around. i always had to sit down and think very hard before i knocked on anybody’s door. and consequently, i never really knocked."
  • "architecture might be my favourite thing about religion."
  • "when you develop an infatuation for someone you always find a reason to believe that this is exactly the person for you. it doesn't need to be a good reason. taking photographs of the night sky, for example. now, in the long run, that's just the kind of dumb, irritating habit that would cause you to split up. but in the haze of infatuation, it's just what you've been searching for all these years."
  • "a man goes from feeling nothing to feeling everything thing in just a few days. it's funny how some men spend their whole life trying to get just a little bit of feeling back."
  • "from my rotting body flowers shall grow i am in them and that is eternity"
  • "i don't think that there's anything worse than being ordinary"
  • "time is a revolving extension of the universe itself"
  • "a person is, among all else, a material thing, easily torn and not easily mended"
  • "i (mcqueen) design clothes because i don’t want women to look innocent and naive… i want people to be afraid of the women i dress."
  • "you'll never be a vegetable, even artichokes have hearts"
  • "the opposite of love isn't hate, it's indifference"
  • "he was sliding and climbing on top of me and it felt like it had the night before, like a crushing weight. so do boys and men announce their intentions, they cover you like a sarcophagus lid and call it love."
  • "i live my own life and nurse my own wounds. it's not the best way to live. but it's the way i am."
  • “but why think about that when all the golden lands ahead of you and all kinds of unforseen events wait lurking to surprise you and make you glad you're alive to see?”
  • “they have worries, they're counting the miles, they're thinking about where to sleep tonight, how much money for gas, the weather, how they'll get there - and all the time they'll get there anyway, you see.”
  • "choose life...but why would i want to do a thing like that?"
  • "i'm not afraid of death, i'm afraid i haven't been alive enough"
  • "when f. scott fitzgerald was 6 years old he had a birthday party to which nobody came. he waited on the porch all afternoon in his freshly pressed suit but nobody showed, so at last he went inside and ate his entire birthday cake, including several candles."
  • "suffering is the sole origin of consciousness."
  • "the only thing worse than a boy that hates you is a boy that loves you."
  • "life is just a bunch of experiences. you don't get a medal at the finish line for being good. you get dead."
  • "the function of music is to release us from the tyranny of conscious thought"
  • "unless it's mad, passionate, extraordinary love, it's a waste of your time. there are too many medicore things in life. love shouldn't be one of them."
  • "no one looks back on their life and remembers the nights they got plenty of sleep."
  • "why we should do anything more than once? should i just smoke this one cigarette? maybe we should only have sex once since it’s the same thing, should we just watch one sunset? or live just one day? no, because it’s new every time. each time is a different experience."
  • "in the end it's not the years in your life that count, it's the life in your years"
  • "when you do things that betray who you are, it can become very difficult to recognize yourself"
  • "when you're happy you enjoy the music. but when you're sad you understand the lyrics."
  • "i have scars on my hands from touching certain people."
  • "humans do not see and act on the physical qualities of things, but on what they mean to them."
  • "sure there have been people but alcohol was the first love of my life."
  • "the entire world is a dreadful collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that i have lost her"
  • "i never met another man i'd rather be. and even if that's a delusion, it's a lucky one."
  • "the only part that is not white is the shadow of the hyacinth upon itself"
  • "but i think it’s intoxicating when somebody is so unapologetically who they are."
  • "have more than you show, speak less than you know"
feb 27 2011 ∞
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