letters & meaning

Often, however, suffering and happiness broke over me in one wave.

These flowers are all fangs. Comfort me, fury. Wake me, witch,

You are not weak just because your heart feels so heavy.

You are allowed to be both a masterpiece & a work in progress, simultaneously

I had no idea what I wanted, only that I wanted something, which is the worst kind of wanting.

““The ancient Greeks believed that when you read aloud, it was actually the dead, borrowing your tongue, in order to speak again.””

If you wait for inspiration to write you’re not a writer, you’re a waiter.

Her capacity to forget and to live in the moment, while it more frequently landed her in grave trouble, made her also responsive without calculation to the returning glow of kindness. That she had no memory made her generous.

“My soul is soft and plastic; and it always assumes the form of the place in which it lives, the form of that which it hears and sees. Thus is grows large, spacious and bright, like the evening sky above a deserted sea, or it contracts into a little wad, turns into a little cube, stretches out, like a gray corridor between deaf stone walls. There are many doors, but there is no way out—”

It is a brave and stupid thing, a beautiful thing, to waste one’s life for love.

No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.

Destroying things is much easier than making them.

Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I’ve ever known.

Anger is such that it destroys the heart of even the wise man. He who has no control over his anger has no control over his mind.