Maybe one day I'll finally find somewhere to wrap my noose around. Until that day comes, I am happy.
I woke up from a nightmare, but it still seemed better than reality.
I would love to leave this world for some cosmic experience- death.
Got my legs dangling over the edge.
John Murry, from a letter to Katherine Mansfield featured in The Letters of John Middleton Murry and Katherine Mansfield
Words: As more of mine spill, the less I wanna hear. My thoughts reeking with stupidity. Oozing judgements, too much fear.
— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra
Nizar Qabbani // Franz Kafka
Abuse me. If I'm hurting inside, match it with the outside.
Marcel Proust, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Marcel Proust