Someday, Maybe Quotes

“Grief is not neat. Pain is not dignified. Both are ugly, visceral things. They rip holes through you and burst forth when they see fit. They are constant, controlling companions, and if they don’t destroy you or your relationships with others, they certainly go a long way to damaging you, disfiguring you internally and altering your existence so much so that when you are lucid enough to look at yourself, at your life, you are astounded (and often disgusted) by what you find staring back at you.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“Nobody tells you that irrational hope is a side effect of grief. And they should because it is dangerous.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“There is nothing eloquent about my grief. It scares people. I slouch into a room and nobody knows how to react. I will take silent uneasiness over unsolicited advice any day, one more everything happens for a reason might push me over the line into homicidal.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“Nobody tells you how the first time you laugh after a major bereavement will destroy you. You may not have even registered that you don't laugh anymore--another point on the itemized list of things grief steals from you.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“There lives within all humans an inherent arrogance. An oftentimes misplaced confidence and assuredness that we are in control of every occurrence in our lives.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“My mother loves Jesus. Therefore, she does not get stressed; she gets holy.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“...there is no easy way to articulate what it means for your loved ones to worry that your person's ability to love you is limited by their inability to comprehend many of your lived experiences.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“when someone you love dies, there's this period of disbelief-a time of dug-in heels, the refusal to process your new reality.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“quote is by Washington Irving. It goes: “There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“Nobody tells you that to grieve is to shoulder the expectations of others. The requirement is that you mourn in silence, cloak yourself in dignity and make others comfortable. I do not know how. Therefore I grieve out loud.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“my capacity for loving Q had not reached fruition; there were still unmined depths to it I am never going to be able to explore,”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“To grieve is to frighten the people you love.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“No existe gran talento sin gran voluntad. That means there is no great talent without great will.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“she found out because witches tend to have flying monkeys who report back.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“You look like you hate the same things I hate,” she said. She was wearing violet eyeliner. “Everyone needs someone who hates the same things they hate.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“Habits die harder than we do, it seems”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“I spent my time either with my limited circle of friends or hiding out in the library with Ms. Collins, the fuck-free librarian who gave me books I was technically too young to read.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“I don't want to be happy. There is no happy. I am content to wallow in this cesspit for all eternity because it is like poking at a mouth ulcer with the tip of your tongue--inadvisable, painful, but addictive. What I choose to say to my little brother instead: 'Someday. Maybe.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“Why now?" Jackson asks, and to answer him would be to admit that the last stage of grief has stages of its own and I am cycling through various forms of acceptance, understanding you must allow the chips to fall where they may before rummaging through the debris and piecing together something that resembles a life.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“You'll be happy again. He wasn't the author of that. It'll just be different.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“I am brought back to the inescapable fact that lives are lived outside of mine and people are not mere characters in my story but are stories all their own. My sphere is just that. And a small one, too, shockingly finite.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“Grief makes you believe you are special, its one and only; like it is not careening around destroying millions of lives every day and is devoting all its unwanted attention on you.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

“But I was wrong. It makes no sense that I feel closer to Q here than I do even in the bed we shared for years, but perhaps the simplicity of the memories here have something to do with it. Remembering can be tiresome work. Not all memories weigh the same.”
― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe

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― Onyi Nwabineli, Someday, Maybe