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  • #1
    Claire Keegan
    “Before long, he caught a hold of himself and concluded that nothing ever did happen again; to each was given days and chances which wouldn’t come back around. And wasn’t it sweet to be where you were and let it remind you of the past for once, despite the upset, instead of always looking on into the mechanics of the days and the trouble ahead, which might never come.”
    Claire Keegan, Small Things Like These

  • #2
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “But how could you live and have no story to tell?”
    Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights

  • #3
    Stephen  King
    “The 3 types of terror: The Gross-out: the sight of a severed head tumbling down a flight of stairs, it's when the lights go out and something green and slimy splatters against your arm. The Horror: the unnatural, spiders the size of bears, the dead waking up and walking around, it's when the lights go out and something with claws grabs you by the arm. And the last and worse one: Terror, when you come home and notice everything you own had been taken away and replaced by an exact substitute. It's when the lights go out and you feel something behind you, you hear it, you feel its breath against your ear, but when you turn around, there's nothing there...”
    Stephen King

  • #4
    Stephen  King
    “Alone. Yes, that's the key word, the most awful word in the English tongue. Murder doesn't hold a candle to it and hell is only a poor synonym.”
    Stephen King

  • #5
    François de La Rochefoucauld
    “We should not be upset that others hide the truth from us, when we hide it so often from ourselves.”
    François de La Rochefoucauld

  • #6
    Franz Kafka
    “I am constantly trying to communicate something incommunicable, to explain something inexplicable, to tell about something I only feel in my bones and which can only be experienced in those bones. Basically it is nothing other than this fear we have so often talked about, but fear spread to everything, fear of the greatest as of the smallest, fear, paralyzing fear of pronouncing a word, although this fear may not only be fear but also a longing for something greater than all that is fearful.”
    Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

  • #7
    Leo Tolstoy
    “Can it be that I have not lived as one ought?" suddenly came into his head. "But how not so, when I've done everything as it should be done?”
    Leo Tolstoy, The Death of Ivan Ilych

  • #8
    Euripides
    “Come back. Even as a shadow, even as a dream.”
    Euripides

  • #9
    Fyodor Dostoevsky
    “But you are a great sinner, that's true," he added almost solemnly, and your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing. Isn't that fearful? Isn't it fearful that you are living in this filth which you loathe so, and at the same time you know yourself (you've only to open your eyes) that you are not helping anyone by it, not saving anyone from anything?”
    Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

  • #10
    Steven L. Peck
    “Now the search is all that matters. I know there will come a time when I find my book, but it is far in the future. And I know without doubt that it will not be today. Yet a strange hope remains. A hope that somehow, something, God, the demon, Ahura Mazda, someone, will see I’m trying. I’m really trying, and that will be enough.”
    Steven L. Peck, A Short Stay in Hell

  • #11
    Stephen  King
    “Everyone needs a hobby,” he said. “And everyone needs a miracle or two, just to prove life is more than just one long trudge from the cradle to the grave.”
    Stephen King, Revival

  • #12
    Stephen  King
    “We never know. Any day could be the day we go down, and we never know.”
    Stephen King, Revival

  • #13
    Stephen  King
    “We came from a mystery and it's to a mystery we go Maybe there's something there, but I'm betting it's not God as any church understands Him. Look at the babble of conflicting beliefs and you'll know that. They cancel each other out and leave nothing. If you want truth, a power greater than yourselves, look to the lightning - a billion volts in each strike, and a hundred thousand amperes of current, and temperatures of fifty thousand degrees Fahrenheit. There's a higher power in that, I grant you. But here in this building? No. Believe what you want, but I tell you this: behind Saint Paul's darkened glass, there is nothing but a lie.”
    Stephen King, Revival

  • #14
    Stephen  King
    “That’s how you know you’re home, I think, no matter how far you’ve gone from it or how long you’ve been in some other place. Home is where they want you to stay longer.”
    Stephen King, Revival

  • #15
    Stephen  King
    “God grant me to SERENITY to accept what I cannot change the TENACITY to change what I may and the GOOD LUCK not to fuck up too often”
    King, Stephen, ’Salem’s Lot

  • #16
    Stephen  King
    “The basis of all human fears, he thought. A closed door, slightly ajar.”
    Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot

  • #17
    Stephen  King
    “If a fear cannot be articulated, it can’t be conquered.”
    Stephen King, 'Salem's Lot

  • #18
    Stephen Graham Jones
    “Empty gestures are what make the world go round, though.”
    Stephen Graham Jones, The Night Cyclist

  • #19
    Mitch Albom
    “People say they 'find' love, as if it were an object hidden by a rock. But love takes many forms, and it is never the same for any man and woman. What people find then is a certain love. And [he] found a certain love with [her], a grateful love, a deep but quiet love, one that he knew, above all else, was irreplaceable.”
    Mitch Albom, The Five People You Meet in Heaven

  • #20
    Mitch Albom
    “All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.”
    Mitch Albom, The Five People You Meet in Heaven

  • #21
    Ryūnosuke Akutagawa
    “What is the life of a human being—a drop of dew, a flash of lightning? This is so sad, so sad.”
    Ryūnosuke Akutagawa, The Life of a Stupid Man

  • #22
    Ryūnosuke Akutagawa
    “He often wondered, in that suburban second story, if people who loved each other had to cause each other pain.”
    Ryūnosuke Akutagawa, The Life of a Stupid Man

  • #23
    Ryūnosuke Akutagawa
    “Why did this one have to be born – to come into the world like all the others, this world so full of suffering? Why did this one have to bear the destiny of having a father like me? This was the first son his wife bore him.”
    Ryūnosuke Akutagawa, The Life of a Stupid Man

  • #24
    Dathan Auerbach
    “We want so badly to be happy – to live the kinds of lives that we always hoped we’d live – that we give gifts to ourselves by remembering things not as they were, but as we wish they were.”
    Dathan Auerbach, Penpal

  • #25
    Dathan Auerbach
    “Truth to tell, at any point in our lives we’ve forgotten more than we know about our own history. The world moves on, and so do we, and what was once important fades away.”
    Dathan Auerbach, Penpal

  • #26
    Dathan Auerbach
    “Sometimes forgetting is the gift that we give ourselves”
    Dathan Auerbach, Penpal

  • #27
    Dathan Auerbach
    “Our loved ones pass away or simply leave our lives forever too soon, and we think to ourselves, “I wasn’t ready for you to leave. It just wasn’t time,” because we’re never truly ready, because it’s never truly time.
    So we keep them in our memories.
    And when we regret that we don’t have more memories of them, maybe our minds give us more gifts; gradually we find ourselves remembering them being with us in times and places that they couldn’t have been, and gradually we stop correcting ourselves because, well, we want them to have been there.”
    Dathan Auerbach, Penpal

  • #28
    Franz Kafka
    “Calm —indeed the calmest— reflection might be better than the most confused decisions”
    Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis

  • #29
    Raymond Carver
    “There was a time when I thought I loved my first wife more than life itself. But now I hate her guts. I do. How do you explain that? What happened to that love? What happened to it, is what I'd like to know. I wish someone could tell me.”
    Raymond Carver, What We Talk About When We Talk About Love

  • #30
    Raymond Carver
    “Something’s died in me,” she goes. “It took a long time for it to do it, but it’s dead. You’ve killed something, just like you’d took an axe to it. Everything is dirt now.”
    Raymond Carver, What We Talk About When We Talk About Love



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