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“I usually solve problems by letting them devour me.”
― Franz Kafka

“There was no more meaningless phrase in all of language than “Cheer up!”
― Koji Suzuki, Spiral

“It takes courage to keep love at the center when you know just as well as anyone else the real state of things! It’s easy to get angry, anyone can do that. It’s making good that’s the hard part, it’s staying hopeful that’s the hard part! It’s staying in love that’s the hard part.”
― Kim Stanley Robinson, The Years of Rice and Salt

“The time of appearances is truly over. We're only souls now.”
― May Leitz, Fluids

“They are way too happy.”
― Colin Bateman, TITANIC 2020

“O happy dagger! This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“At last he whispered: 'Sylvia, it is I.'
Again he said, 'It is I.'
Then, knowing that she was dead, he kissed her on the mouth. And through the long watches of the night the cat purred on his knee, tightening and relaxing her padded claws, until the sky paled above the Street of the Four Winds.”
― Robert W. Chambers, The King in Yellow

“You used to believe that with age you would become less unhappy, because you then would have reasons to be sad. When you were still young, your suffering was inconsolable because you believed it to be unfounded.

Your suicide was scandalously beautiful…

You died because you searched for happiness at the risk of finding the void. We shall have to wait for death before we can know what it is that you found. Or before leaving off knowing anything at all, if it is to be silence and emptiness that awaits us.”
― Edouard Levé, Suicide

“Don't kill yourself, okay?”
― Ned Vizzini, It's Kind of a Funny Story

“Just saw two ants drown together in my bathtub and it reminded me of us: a love story.”
― Melissa Broder, So Sad Today: Personal Essays

“A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.”
― Franz Kafka

“Slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.”
― franz kafka

“Relax. They're not going to kill us. They're going to TRY and kill us. And that is a very different thing.”
― Steve Voake, The Dreamwalker's Child

“How far can you go into the woods?”
― Dathan Auerbach, Penpal

“Death is my son-in-law. Death is my heir.
My daughter he hath wedded. I will die,
And leave him all. Life, living, all is Death’s.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“How art thou out of breath when thou hast breath
To say to me that thou art out of breath?”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

“Nun, ich pflege Fragen dadurch zu lösen, daß ich mich von ihnen auffressen lasse”
― Franz Kafka

“Selby never knew why, but he suddenly began to buy flowers.”
― Robert W. Chambers, The King in Yellow

“I cannot forget Carcosa where black stars hang in the heavens; where the shadows of men's thoughts lengthen in the afternoon, when the twin suns sink into the lake of Hali; and my mind will bear for ever the memory of the Pallid Mask. I pray God will curse the writer, as the writer has cursed the world with this beautiful, stupendous creation, terrible in its simplicity, irresistible in its truth—a world which now trembles before the King in Yellow.”
― Robert W. Chambers, The King in Yellow

“If you were still alive, you would perhaps have become a stranger to me. Dead, you are as alive as you are vivid. Your”
― Édouard Levé, Suicide

“When you are spoken of, it begins with recounting your death, before going back to explain it. Isn’t it peculiar how this final gesture inverts your biography?”
― Edouard Levé, Suicide

“Fields of opium poppies surrounded the infrequent villages shining their fresh green leaves against the storm-inked sky.
Purple lightning danced on the horizon. It had rained here
already, and out in the desert we could smell the aromatic camel-thorn as if it was on fire. Yellow lupins mingled with big clumps of mauve and white iris. Kariz itself was
pervaded by an overpowering scent, as sweet as bean-
flowers, but more languid, more poetic. I walked out to try and place it. The opium flowers called me, glowing in the dusk like lamps of ice.”
― Robert Byron, The Road to Oxiana

“Sie hielten Ihr Wort nicht, überließen mich meinem Schicksal, dem ganzen Gewicht der Schande, die mich erwartet, dem Zorn meiner Anverwandten, der Wut meines Vaters, glaubst du, daß ich dies alles abwarten würde? abwarten könnte? - gewiß nicht! - Die grauenvollste Wildnis würd ich aufsuchen, von allem, was menschliches Ansehn hat, entfernt, mich im dicksten Gesträuch vor mir selbst verbergen, nur den Regen des Himmels trinken, um mein Gesicht, mein geschändetes Ich nicht im Bach spiegeln zu dürfen; und wenn dann der Himmel ein Wunderwerk täte, mich und das unglückliche Geschöpf, das Waise ist, noch eh es einen Vater hat, beim Leben zu erhalten, so wollt ich, sobald es zu stammlen anfing, ihm statt Vater und Mutter, die gräßlichen Worte, Hure und Meineid, so lang ins Ohr schrein, bis es sie deutlich nachspräche, und dann in einem Anfall von Raserei durch sein Schimpfen mich bewöge, seinem und meinem Elend ein Ende zu machen.”
― H.L. Wagner, Die Kindermörderin

“All the world will be your enemy, Prince with a Thousand Enemies, and whenever they catch you, they will kill you. But first they must catch you, digger, listener, runner, prince with the swift warning. Be cunning and full of tricks and your people shall never be destroyed.”
― Richard Adams, Watership Down