“Love Is So Short, Forgetting Is So Long.”

“The most terrible thing about it is not that it breaks one’s heart—hearts are made to be broken—but that it turns one’s heart to stone.”

— Oscar Wilde, De Profundis (via the-book-diaries)

Eyes Wide Shut (1999), dir. Stanley Kubrick

“What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.”

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath (via the-book-diaries)

“I only go back to where I was raised to celebrate or mourn. It is getting hard to tell the difference between funerals and weddings.”

— Jared Singer, from Forgive Yourself These Tiny Acts of Self-Destruction

This August I began to dream of drowning

Anne Sexton, from "Imitations of Drowning" in The Complete Poems of Anne Sexton

“I am not well; I could have built the Pyramids with the effort it takes me to cling on to life and reason.”

— Franz Kafka, Letters To Felice (via the-book-diaries)

i rub the scratches on my arms. the deep indigo around my eyes. i draw a bath.

hold my head underwater. come up when my lungs flail their fists. i drink in the air

like holy wine, like my last salvation. tomorrow may burn. but i’ll be ready for it.

— Wanda Deglane, from “This Ending I Learn to Love,” published in Glass

“Sometimes, carrying on, just carrying on, is the superhuman achievement.”

— Albert Camus, The Fall (via the-book-diaries)

Sarah Kay, from “And Found”, No Matter the Wreckage

I met a genius on the train today about 6 years old, he sat beside me and as the train ran down along the coast we came to the ocean and then he looked at me and said, it’s not pretty.

(Charles Bukowski)