Literature is strewn with the wreckage of those who have minded beyond reason the opinion of others.
– Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own
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Literature is strewn with the wreckage of those who have minded beyond reason the opinion of others.
– Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own
You were once.
You were never.
Were you ever?
Oh, never to have been!
Be again.
– Samuel Beckett
Understand, I’ll slip quietly away from the noisy crowd when I see the pale stars rising, blooming, over the oaks. I’ll pursue solitary pathways through the pale twilit meadows, with only this one dream: You come too.
– Ranier Maria Rilke
The start is what stops most people.
– Don Shula
Stop insisting on clearing your head — clear your fucking heart instead.
– Charles Bukowski, Selected Letters Vol. 4 (1987-1994)
In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some, you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then there are some you wish you never had to think about again. But you do.
– C.S. Lewis
Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald
This is how the entire course of a life can be changed: by doing nothing.
– Ian McEwan, On Chesil Beach
We’re all seeking that special person who is right for us. But if you’ve been through enough relationships, you begin to suspect there’s no right person, just different flavors of wrong. Why is this? Because you yourself are wrong in some way, and you seek out partners who are wrong in some complementary way. But it takes a lot of living to grow fully into your own wrongness. And it isn’t until you finally run up against your deepest demons, your unsolvable problems—the ones that make you truly who you are—that we’re ready to find a lifelong mate. Only then do you finally know what you’re looking for. You’re looking for the wrong person. But not just any wrong person: the right wrong person—someone you lovingly gaze upon and think,
‘This is the problem I want to have.
I will find that special person who is wrong for me in just the right way.
Let our scars fall in love.’
– Galway Kinnell