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and in the silence i suddenly understood the many ways a person can die but still be alive.

Carmen Rodrigues, "34 Pieces of You".

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i wish you to know you have been the last dream of my soul. since i knew you, i have been troubled by a remorse that i thought would never reproach me again. i had unformed ideas of striving afresh, beginning anew. a dream, all a dream, that ends in nothing.

but i wish you to know that you inspired it. and yet i have had the weakness, and have still the weakness, to wish you to know with what a sudden mastery you kindled me, heap of ashes that i am, into the fire.

Charles Dickens, "A tale of two cities".

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sunday. slept, awoke, slept, awoke, miserable life.

Franz Kafka, "The Diaries of Franz Kafka 1910-13".

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i want desperately to be liked. i put new people on a pedestal, worshipping them for their surprising kindness to me, for their benevolent notice. how many silver-plated statues have i erected, only to humanize them as i grew to know their vulnerable frailties.

Sylvia Plath, "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath".

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find me where the crowd is less, the sky is blue, and the wind is free. find me in the midst of the forgotten; the abandoned. to the one who seeks my presence, find me in the company of the unseen.

Abdulsamad S. M., "being human".

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humans are obsessed with escapism — through movies, books, music, art, daydreams. our souls really weren’t made for this world.

Unknown

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death cannot harm me

more than you have harmed me,

my beloved life.

Louise Glück, "Averno".

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i didn’t fall in love with you. i walked into love with you, with my eyes wide open, choosing to take every step along the way. i do believe in fate and destiny, but i also believe we are only fated to do the things that we’d choose anyway. and i’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, i’d find you and i’d choose you.

Kiersten White, "The Chaos of Stars".

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most days i am a museum of things i want to forget.

E.E. Scott, "Every Day I Am Trying New Techniques To Make Myself Disappear".

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i wanted to be chosen, maybe loved.

i wanted out of my life, out of my skin.

Susan Abulhawa, "Against the Loveless World: A Novel".

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suddenly it’s December

and you’re not 17 anymore.

and you haven’t been 17 for a very long time,

but sometimes you need to remind yourself.

Margaux Paul

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in this part of the story I am the one who dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you. because I love you, love, in fire and blood.

Pablo Neruda, "Sonnet LXVI".

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there’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but i’m too tough for him,

i say, stay in there, i’m not going to let anybody see you.

Charles Bukowski, "Bluebird".

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“after all this time?”

“always,” said Snape.

J.K. Rowling, "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows".

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i don’t want to have to be the one who mourns everything when everyone else has clearly forgotten. it’s mortifying.

it’s mortifying to be the one who remembers.

Ryan O'Connell

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you were red, and you liked me ‘cause i was blue

but you touched me, and suddenly i was a lilac sky

then you decided purple just wasn’t for you.

Halsey, "Colors".

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though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; i have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

Sarah Williams, "The Old Astronomer".