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  • #1
    D.H. Lawrence
    “For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.”
    D.H. Lawrence

  • #2
    Olivia Laing
    “What does it feel like to be lonely? It feels like being hungry: like being hungry when everyone around you is readying for a feast. It feels shameful and alarming, and over time these feelings radiate outwards, making the lonely person increasingly isolated, increasingly estranged. It hurts, in the way that feelings do, and it also has physical consequences that take place invisibly, inside the closed compartments of the body. It advances, is what I’m trying to say, cold as ice and clear as glass, enclosing and engulfing.”
    Olivia Laing, The Lonely City: Adventures in the Art of Being Alone

  • #3
    Sylvia Plath
    “There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #4
    Olivia Laing
    “Sometimes, all you need is permission to feel. Sometimes, what causes the most pain is actually the attempt to resist feeling, or the shame that grows up like thorns around it.”
    Olivia Laing, The Lonely City: Adventures in the Art of Being Alone

  • #5
    Allen Ginsberg
    “Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness.”
    Allen Ginsberg

  • #7
    Arundhati Roy
    “Change is one thing. Acceptance is another.”
    Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things

  • #7
    Raymond Carver
    “I've crossed some kind of invisible line. I feel as if I've come to a place I never thought I'd have to come to. And I don't know how I got here. It's a strange place. It's a place where a little harmless dreaming and then some sleepy, early-morning talk has led me into considerations of death and annihilation.”
    Raymond Carver, Where I'm Calling From: New and Selected Stories

  • #8
    “Dogfish

    I wanted
    The past to go away, I wanted
    To leave it, like another country; I wanted
    My life to close, and open
    Like a hinge, like a wing, like the part of the song
    Where it falls
    Down over the rocks: an explosion, a discovery;
    I wanted
    To hurry into the work of my life; I wanted to know,
    Whoever I was, I was

    Alive
    For a little while.

    …mostly, I want to be kind.
    And nobody, of course, is kind,
    Or mean,
    For a simple reason.

    And nobody gets out of it, having to
    Swim through the fires to stay in
    This world.”
    Mary Oliver



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