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“It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.”
― Chuck Palahniuk, Diary

“მიუხედავად ყველაფრისა, დღეს გაცილებით უკეთ ვართ, ვიდრე გუშინ ვიყავით. რადგან დღეს უფრო მეტმა ვიცით, რატომ ვართ ცუდად. იმედია, ხვალ კიდევ უფრო მეტს გვეცოდინება.”
― ოთარ ჭილაძე

“Study me as much as you like, you will not know me, for I differ in a hundred ways from what you see me to be. Put yourself behind my eyes and see me as I see myself, for I have chosen to dwell in a place you cannot see.”
― Rumi

“It takes two people to make you, and one people to die. That's how the world is going to end.”
― William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

“Then it wasn't and she was, and now it is and she wasn't.”
― William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

“- I used to love you.
- What’s changed?
- You.
- No. Now you see me. That’s all.”
― Sarah Kane

“Taking LSD was a profound experience, one of the most important things in my life. LSD shows you that there’s another side to the coin, and you can’t remember it when it wears off, but you know it. It reinforced my sense of what was important—creating great things instead of making money, putting things back into the stream of history and of human consciousness as much as I could.”
― Steve Jobs

“I hate mankind, for I think myself one of the best of them, and I know how bad I am.”
― Samuel Johnson

“Curiosity is one of the permanent and certain characteristics of a vigorous intellect.”
― Samuel Johnson, The Rambler

“Orlando naturally loved solitary places, vast views, and to feel himself for ever and ever and ever alone.”
― Virginia Woolf, Orlando

“The eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages.”
― Virginia Woolf

“I want to write a novel about Silence," he said; “the things people don’t say.”
― Virginia Woolf, The Voyage Out

“I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.”
― Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell

“you boys can keep your virgins
give me hot old women in high heels
with asses that forgot to get old.”
― Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell

“one can never be sure whether it's good poetry or bad acid”
― Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell

“when the phone rings
I too would like to hear words
that might ease
some of this.”
― Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell

“If there are junk yards in hell, love is the dog that guards the gates.”
― Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell

“It’s so easy to be easy—if you let it.”
― Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell

“A child cannot pay for its mother’s milk.”
― Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart

“Eneke the bird says that since men have learned to shoot without missing, he has learned to fly without perching.”
― Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart

“Maybe there is a beast… maybe it's only us.”
― William Golding, Lord of the Flies

“People don't help much.”
― William Golding, Lord of the Flies

“Man is a creature who gets used to everything, and that, I think, is the best definition of him.”
― Dostoevsky Fedor

“Enlightenment is ego's ultimate disappointment.”
― Chögyam Trungpa

“I must achieve internal consistency.”
― Edmund Husserl

“If you can only be tall because someone else is on their knees, then you have serious problem. And white people have a very, very serious problem.”
― Toni Morrison

“In this here place, we flesh; flesh that weeps, laughs; flesh that dances on bare feet in grass. Love it. Love it hard. Yonder they do not love your flesh. They despise it. They don't love your eyes; they'd just as soon pick em out. No more do they love the skin on your back. Yonder they flay it. And O my people they do not love your hands. Those they only use, tie, bind, chop off and leave empty. Love your hands! Love them. Raise them up and kiss them. Touch others with them, pat them together, stroke them on your face 'cause they don't love that either. You got to love it, you! And no, they ain't in love with your mouth. Yonder, out there, they will see it broken and break it again. What you say out of it they will not heed. What you scream from it they do not hear. What you put into it to nourish your body they will snatch away and give you leavins instead. No, they don't love your mouth. You got to love it. This is flesh I'm talking about here. Flesh that needs to be loved. Feet that need to rest and to dance; backs that need support; shoulders that need arms, strong arms I'm telling you. And O my people, out yonder, hear me, they do not love your neck unnoosed and straight. So love your neck; put a hand on it, grace it, stroke it and hold it up. and all your inside parts that they'd just as soon slop for hogs, you got to love them. The dark, dark liver--love it, love it and the beat and beating heart, love that too. More than eyes or feet. More than lungs that have yet to draw free air. More than your life-holding womb and your life-giving private parts, hear me now, love your heart. For this is the prize.”
― Toni Morrison, Beloved

“It was a silly age, twenty-five; too old for teenaged dreaming, too young for settling down. Every corner was a possibility and a dead end.”
― Toni Morrison, Tar Baby

“Tragedy is not deep and sharp if it can be shared with friend.”
― Varlam Shalamov, Kolyma Tales

“Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don't resist them; that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.”
― Lao Tzu