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  • #1
    “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

  • #2
    Margaret Atwood
    “A word after a word after a word is power.”
    Margaret Atwood

  • #3
    Anaïs Nin
    “We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.”
    Anais Nin

  • #4
    Samira Vivette
    “Never underestimate the power of the broken spirit. Nothing comes back with more strength.”
    Samira Vivette

  • #5
    Samira Vivette
    “A dreaming mind is a soul that stays alive.”
    Samira Vivette, Pastel Dreams and Glittered Hearts

  • #6
    Samira Vivette
    “Being around those that inspire: now that is something I require.”
    Samira Vivette

  • #7
    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

  • #8
    Samira Vivette
    “If only the rain could wash away the pain; I would dance in storms, unrestrained.”
    Samira Vivette

  • #9
    Samira Vivette
    “A broken soul always finds its missing half.”
    Samira Vivette, Pastel Dreams and Glittered Hearts

  • #10
    Samira Vivette
    “The race is not over yet. Your last sprint awaits.”
    Samira Vivette

  • #11
    Samira Vivette
    “Radiate truth and honesty with a hint of darkness and mystery.”
    Samira Vivette

  • #12
    Guy de Maupassant
    “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

  • #13
    Samira Vivette
    “She held more secrets in places than people.”
    Samira Vivette, Pastel Dreams and Glittered Hearts

  • #14
    Charles Bukowski
    “Basically, that's why I wrote: to save my ass, to save my ass from the madhouse, from the streets, from myself.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #15
    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

  • #16
    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

  • #17
    Charles Bukowski
    “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

  • #18
    Samira Vivette
    “The tables always turn. Make sure you’re at peace with the side you chose.”
    Samira Vivette

  • #19
    Samira Vivette
    “Focus on where you’re going and how deserved it is after fighting for as long as you did.”
    Samira Vivette

  • #20
    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

  • #21
    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

  • #22
    Samira Vivette
    “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



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