“I never paid attention to people who told me to go out and live. I belonged always to whatver was far from me and to whatever I could never be. Anything that was not mine, however base, always seemed to be full of poetry.
The only thing I ever loved was pure nothingness.”
—Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
“I do not sleep. I half-exist.”
—Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
“We never love anyone. What we love is the idea we have of someone. It's our own concept—our own selves—that we love.”
—Fernando Pessoa The Book of Disquiet
“I cannot grieve, neither rejoice anymore. I have entirely exhausted my feelings. I only vegetate and wait that it may end soon.”
—Frèderic Chopin
“I adores you, but I hate you too. You're a prison smothered in flowers. I can't stand this enchantment anymore, I can't stand being bewitched like this–when I look at you, my gaze turns to nothing but a mirror of light, I'll stare at you hypnotized for ages, and when I stop seeing you I'll feel you, and when I stop feeling you I'll die.”
—Margarita Karapanou
Whatever you are, be a good one - Abraham Lincoln
“Most people die at 25 and aren't buried until they're 75.”
—Benjamin Franklin
“I always had a fetish for murder and death.”
—David Berkowitz
“Kill a man and you're a murderer. Kill thousands and you're a conqueror.
Kill them all and you're a god.”
—Masculin Féminin Dir. Jean-Luc Godard, 1966
“Find me a house where no one can ever come. I like talking to you, but to no one else in the whole world.”
—Virginia Woolf
“With what devotion he took her face in his hands.
With what devotion she rested her palm on his shoulder.”
—Margarita Karapanou
“All I do is live in memories I'm trying to forget.”
—Trauma
“It bothers me that no one has the patience to deal with someone who is just sad.”
—Emily Haines
“Introspective and whole, / She knows how several madness are born,”
—Muriel Rukeyser
“I was within and without. Simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via coral)
“There are a few great souls in my life.
They are not many.
They are few.
You are one.”
—Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters
“I have been loving you a little more every minute since this morning.”
—Victor Hugo, Les Misérables