Nikos Kazantzakis, From A Letter Featured In The Selected Letters Of Nikos Kazantzakis

Simone de Beauvoir, from a diary entry featured in Diary of a Philosophy Student

Anne Carson, from her book titled "Short Talks," originally published in 1992

5 May, 1937 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

May, 1936 Journals of Anais Nin 1934-1939 [volume 2]

There is nothing poetic in sadness. No salvation in pain.

You won't ease the suffering by running away.

It was always inside you.

The fear.

The grief.

The rage.

The sorrow.

Let it slip.

Nothing is everlasting but everything is eternal.

Maybe you fear death but

you're still about to be born.

We forgot who we actually are.

Tangled up in our daily lifes we believe everything that happens is important. That every bad thing that happened is proof that the universe is against us. But it's not.

We are it's children.

We are the same.

— arealliveghost

Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Leonard Woolf, featured in The Selected Letters of Virginia Woolf

Anne Sexton, from The Complete Poems of Anne Sexton; "Briar Rose,"

— C.T. Salazar; Headless John The Baptist Hitchhiking