Samira Vivette > Samira's Quotes

“Writing is a job, a talent, but it's also the place to go in your head. It is the imaginary friend you drink your tea with in the afternoon.”
― Ann Patchett, Truth & Beauty

“A word after a word after a word is power.”
― Margaret Atwood

“We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.”
― Anais Nin

“Never underestimate the power of the broken spirit. Nothing comes back with more strength.”
― Samira Vivette

“A dreaming mind is a soul that stays alive.”
― Samira Vivette, Pastel Dreams and Glittered Hearts

“Being around those that inspire: now that is something I require.”
― Samira Vivette

“And I think that seems to be the most common theme of human life: taking things for granted and regretting for the rest of your life that you did.”
― Samira Vivette

“If only the rain could wash away the pain; I would dance in storms, unrestrained.”
― Samira Vivette

“A broken soul always finds its missing half.”
― Samira Vivette, Pastel Dreams and Glittered Hearts

“The race is not over yet. Your last sprint awaits.”
― Samira Vivette

“Radiate truth and honesty with a hint of darkness and mystery.”
― Samira Vivette

“Words dazzle and deceive because they are mimed by the face. But black words on a white page are the soul laid bare.”
― Guy de Maupassant

“She held more secrets in places than people.”
― Samira Vivette, Pastel Dreams and Glittered Hearts

“Basically, that's why I wrote: to save my ass, to save my ass from the madhouse, from the streets, from myself.”
― Charles Bukowski

“Yawn...

I believe that I love sleep
much more than anybody I’ve ever
met.
I have the ability to sleep for
2 or 3 days and
nights.
I will go to bed at any given
moment.
I often confused my girlfriends
this way—
say it would be about onethirty
in the afternoon:
“well, I’m going to bed now, I’m
going to sleep…”
most of them wouldn’t mind, they
would go to bed with me
thinking I was hinting for
sex
but I would just turn my back
and snore off.
this, of course, could explain
why so many of my girlfriends
left me.
as for doctors, they were never
any help:

“listen, I have this desire to
go to bed and sleep, almost all
the time.
what is wrong with
me?”
“do you get enough exercise?”
“yes…”
“are you getting enough
nourishment?”
“yes…”
they always handed me a
prescription
which I threw away
between the office and the
parking lot.
it’s a curious malady
because I can’t sleep between
6 p.m. and midnight.
it must occur after
midnight
and when I arise
it can never be
before noon.
and should the phone ring
say at 10:30 a.m.
I go into a mad rage
don’t even ask who the caller
is
scream into the
phone: “WHAT ARE YOU

CALLING ME FOR AT THIS
HOUR!”
hang
up…
every person, I suppose, has
their eccentricities
but in an effort to be
normal
in the world’s
eye
they overcome them
and therefore
destroy their
special calling.
I’ve kept mine
and do believe that
they have lent generously to
my existence.
I think it’s the main reason I
decided to become a
writer: I can type
anytime and
sleep
when I damn well
please.”
― Charles Bukowski

“I believe that to be the world's greatest living
writer
there must be something
terribly wrong with you.
I don't even want to be the world's greatest
dead writer.
just being dead would be fair
enough.”
― charles bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense

“I always had this certain
contentment-
I wouldn't call it
happiness-
it was more of an inner
balance
that settled for
whatever was occurring”
― Charles Bukowski

“The tables always turn. Make sure you’re at peace with the side you chose.”
― Samira Vivette

“Focus on where you’re going and how deserved it is after fighting for as long as you did.”
― Samira Vivette

“If I lose my willingness to trust people after mine was broken, they win. From that moment on, I will be robbed of all future opportunities that require vulnerability and openness. By keeping my guard up a little too high, I won't witness the gift of somebody relating to a wound of mine, helping each other move forward toward the light. By allowing those who broke my trust to continue on while I carry their baggage, I am the one who suffers. I don't want to live in fear of something as beautiful and powerful as a genuine connection. I won't let them hurt me again after they're gone. I won't give them that kind of power.”
― Samira Vivette

“I want to wear my heart on my sleeve and tell you how I truly feel, but unless courage greets us both in a bottle under the stars, there's no way it'll flow the way I want it to. I mean, I could ramble on about how you're my last thought before I close my eyes and how my daydreams cling to those tantalizing nights, but there's just no right time and place for me to express what I want in the way you need to hear it. It's almost like I'm only truly comfortable conversing with you in imaginary silence, within the creation of my own dimension.

And so, here I am: sitting, thinking, writing, somehow hoping you're feeling what I'm feeling. Because I swear, all I want is for our mouths to reconcile, to melt into your arms, to feel heard while my soul undergoes a well-needed purge. Even if it means you remain a figment of my imagination and we never set eyes upon each other again. Even if it means our existence is wiped off the map and we go back to being strangers.”
― Samira Vivette, Graffiti Graveyard

“I don’t let many people in. But you. You were different. Your energy meshed perfectly with mine. It was an instant recognition. A passionate connection. Something other-worldly. A spiritual familiarity. Home in another body.”
― Samira Vivette