The Tigers Have Found Me And I Don't Care

“I’d say go to hell, but I never want to see you again.”

“It is so much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch me.”

“I hate most people. And I don’t want to, it’s an awful way to be. But the human race gives me no comfort. I find myself turning to books and films for comfort still. It’s repulsive, because one’s life consists of people, not things.”

“Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best, even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives, and even when it does it can be lost so easily.”

To be kind is more important than to be right. Many times, what people need is not a brilliant mind that speaks but a special heart that listens.

“Let’s face it: I’m scared, scared and frozen. First, I guess I’m afraid for myself… the old primitive urge for survival. It’s getting so I live every moment with terrible intensity. It all flowed over me with a screaming ache of pain… remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted. When you feel that this may be good-bye, the last time, it hits you harder.”

“I am strangely tired, not from having talked so much but at the mere thought of what I still have to say.”

“I wanted it so much. I don’t know why I wanted it so much.”

“You are the one and only person in the whole world that I have wanted to believe in me,”

“And what capacity for the very most contradictory feelings!”

“I have stolen ideas from every book I have ever read.”

“You have no idea how much I’m suffering.”