"The Brothers Karamazov", Fyodor Dostoevsky (translated By Constance Garnett)

東京新宿東口　 1988年

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And then she said

I'm almost never angry but all the hurt I've bottled inside me make me look like I'm someone with rage.

Stephanie Foo, What My Bones Know: A Memoir of Healing from Complex Trauma

— Sarah Williams

Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry featured in “The Selected Diaries of Virginia Woolf,”

I'm old school. I just want one person.

TB

Maya C. Popa, from Wound is the Origin of Wonder: Poems: “All inner life runs at some delay”