“I think I am the victim of a dream.”
— Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Trapeze: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1947–1955
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“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. ”
-Sylvia Plath, from “The Journals of Sylvia Plath” (1950-1962)
“If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.”
― Jane Austen, from “Emma.”
There is an ache in my heart for the imagined beauty of a life I haven't had, from which I had been locked out, and it never goes away.
― Robert Goolrick, The End of the World as We Know It: Scenes from a Life
“I am nothing but words, just a shape of dreams or night.”
— Euripides, Herakles (tr. by Anne Carson)
“Mother of otherness Eat me.”
— Sylvia Plath, from Selected Poems; “Who,”
“Saint Valentine is past. Lovers, to bed; ‘tis almost fairy time.”
— William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream
“I am nothing. I'm like someone who's been thrown into the ocean at night, floating all alone. I reach out, but no one is there. I call out, but no one answers. I have no connection to anything.”
Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (1Q84, #1-3)
— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet