Oh, but self-loathing was just so enticing, so holy, so unassailable! The cynic in him cried, Take my hope! Take my life! Who cares? As if surrender could make up for his failures or help the people he loved. What a lie to think he could whip himself to redemption. What a loathsome lie!
From The Hod King by Josiah Bancroft
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You know you cannot panic your way to freedom; you cannot worry yourself home. You must face your fears. The only way out is inward.
From The Hod King by Josiah Bancroft
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I don't have to convince you anymore,
don't have to toss the ball of persuasion back and forth,
teetering always, trying to find the right formula for compromise,
who's getting their way, who's in the way, anyway...
now I'm in this silence, not lonely,
the quiet is song.
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But she was invisible. It was such a luxury to be unseen and on her own.
From The Hod King by Josiah Bancroft
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Apparently God would rather wrestle with our rebellious wills than to reign supreme over rocks and trees.
By Norman Geisler
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But expectations were like fine pottery. The harder you held them, the more likely they were to crack.
From The Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson
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Every one says forgiveness is a lovely idea, until they have something to forgive.
By C.S. Lewis
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No feeling can be relied on to last in its full intensity, or even to last at all.
By C.S. Lewis
I think some part of me must’ve realized this, even during the worst of depressive episodes and it’s why I’m still here.
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People get from books the idea that if you have married the right person you may expect to go on ‘being in love’ forever. As a result, when they find they are not, they think this proves they have made a mistake and are entitled to a change — not realizing that, when they have changed, the glamour will presently go out of the new love just as it went out of the old one.
By C.S. Lewis
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because fuck this prissiness. I am lonely, you are lonely, there is nothing pretty to say. Because fuck the stars, fuck the metaphors, fuck me, fuck you, fuck the walls, fuck it all. We’re all just characters in a nursery rhyme waiting to fall down.
because this is over, and I throw away all these pointless, stupid words except one.
Why?
From The Constant of the Universe by Andy Weaver
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And so it’s springtime
and every fool has his lips
pursed for the kiss,
the world has spattered
on love like a cheap cologne.
But let’s chop through the false fronts,
peel off the plaster and open the walls
to the bare slats—the meat of the matter,
as they say. Loneliness is the only constant
in this universe.
From The Constant of the Universe by Andy Weaver
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I am so ashamed
before my friends–to be known to be left
by the one who supposedly knew me best,
each hour is a room of shame, and I am
swimming, swimming, holding my head up,
smiling, joking, ashamed, ashamed,
like being naked with the clothed, or being
a child, having to try to behave
while hating the terms of your life.
From Known to be Left by Sharon Olds
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After tears, the heart is less sore,
as if some goddess of humanness
within us has caressed us with a gush of tenderness.
I guess that’s how people go on, without
knowing how.
From Known to be Left by Sharon Olds
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Self, 2017
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Let me tell you about longing.
Let me presume that I have something
new to say about it, that this room,
naked, its walls pining for clocks,
has something new to say
about absence.
From On the Necessity of Sadness by Mikael de Lara Co
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Let go,
said you to me in a dream,
but by the time the wind
carried your voice to me,
I was already walking through
the yawning door, towards
the small, necessary sadnesses
of waking.
From On the Necessity of Sadness by Mikael de Lara Co
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I acknowledge there is no sweetness
that doesn’t leave a stain,
no sweetness that’s ever sufficiently sweet....
From Sweetness by Stephen Dunn
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