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I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it - to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once."

Haruki Murakami

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To know you are dying is heartbreaking, but being so sure that you are going to kill yourself is no less than tragedy.

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Sometimes, Keeping it inside hurts more than saying it out loud.

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It’s so much darker when light goes out than it would have been if it had never been shone.

John Steinbeck, The winter of our Discontent

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My eyes always are on the lookout for you

Listen to my sighs sometimes

How should I tell you that

My eyes never sleep

My nights don’t pass

Between the wishful dreams

There are also the rains of curse

Where did the sunlight

Bestowed by my virtues go?

A Misunderstanding

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I could live almost completely in imagination.

Louise Glück

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Am I supposed to be grateful to have survived this?

Brenna Twohy From “ I Know It’s a Little Late” Forgive Me My Salt

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I was born good, but had grown progressively worse every year.

Harper Lee

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It is as inhuman to be totally good as it is to be totally evil.

Anthony Burgess

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I like the night, I have clearer ideas in the dark.

Serge Gainsbourg

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We sometimes weep in front of a mirror, not to inflame self-pity. But because we want to feel witnessed in our despair.

Bluests, Maggie Nelson

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We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not we are homesick most for the places we have never been.

Carson McCullers

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I was so desperate to be understood that I would grab people and shove them inside my heart - where they stuck out like a splinters, and it would hurt every time I felt anything.

Eliot Knight

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To whom do I owe the biggest apology? No one's being crueler than I have been to me

Alanis Morissette

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If you simply do not understand why someone grieving so much, for so long, then consider yourself fortunate that you do not understand

Joanne Cacciatore

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"What If I told you I'm incapable of tolerating my own heart?"

Virginia wolf

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I have no life but this,

To lead it here;

Nor any death, but lest

Dispelled from there;

Nor tie to earths to come,

Nor action new,

Except through this extent,

The realm of you.