Tabula Rasa

“We all have things we like about ourselves and things we hate, things we’re so glad happened to us and things we wish never have. But the thing is, we were shaped by both the good and the bad so maybe what you like most about yourself wouldn’t exist without some of the bad things that shaped you.”

“We are dying from overthinking. We are slowly killing ourselves by thinking about everything. Think. Think. Think. You can never trust the human mind anyway. It’s a death trap.”

“The hardest kind of resistance, is when you’re resisting yourself. When your heart want something, and your brain prevents it. When you want to cry, but you smile instead to protect your pride. When you feel like blowing up, but prefer to explode in your deepest depths, so no one around you can feel it.”

“We always say we are beneath the stars. We aren’t, of course—there is no up or down, and anyway the stars surround us. But we say we are beneath them, which is nice. So often English glorifies the human—we are whos, other animals are that—but English puts us beneath the stars, at least.”

I deeply wished I could make the stars all come down and breathe them; disappear in them.

…I was calm on the outside but thinking all the time.

Books make great gifts because they have whole worlds inside of them. And it’s much cheaper to buy somebody a book than it is to buy them the whole world!

You may get to know me, but you’ll never know me through. My whole surface is turned toward you, all my insides turned away.

Isn’t it strange that we talk least about the things we think about most?