kintsugi

“You have such a February face, So full of frost, of storm, and cloudiness.”

“But when I look back at myself at age twenty what I remember most is being alone and lonely. I had no girlfriend to warm my body or my soul, no friends I could open up to. No clue what I should do every day, no vision for the future. For the most part, I remained hidden away, deep within myself. Sometimes I’d go a week without talking to anybody. That kind of life continued for a year. A long, long year. Whether this period was a cold winter that left valuable growth rings inside me, I can’t really say.”

“We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.”

“I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.”

She is dangerous when she is hurt. She can easily destroy everything around her, but she doesn’t. Instead she destroys herself.

“I feel mysteriously exhausted, deep down.”

“I have spent many years at war with myself. But now I am healing. Mentally, physically and spiritually healing.”

“There are times when I am convinced I am unfit for any human relationship.”

“Though I am often in the depths of misery, there is still calmness, pure harmony and music inside me.”

“I have a habit of falling in love with souls who have yet to be at peace with their bodies, their minds, their weaknesses. I try to build them, to find the parts of them that are missing in me. I end up with holes in my chest.”

“She wasn’t bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.”