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“I like beautiful melodies telling me terrible things.”
― Tom Waits

“The night is the hardest time to be alive and 4am knows all my secrets.”
― Poppy Z. Brite

“Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness.”
― Poppy Z.Brite

“Melancholy were the sounds on a winter's night.”
― Virginia Woolf, Jacob's Room

“What hath night to do with sleep?”
― John Milton, Paradise Lost

“A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.”
― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

“Art is the lie that enables us to realize the truth.”
― Pablo Picasso

“Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time.”
― Thomas Merton , No Man Is an Island

“Life is but a dream for the dead.”
― Gerard Way

“I don't go to church on Sunday, don't get on my knees to pray, or memorize the books of the Bible, I got my own special way”
― Tom Waits

“The world is a hellish place, and bad writing is destroying the quality of our suffering.”
― Tom Waits

“the earth is not my home, I'm just passing by”
― Tom Waits

“Know the rules well, so you can break them effectively.”
― Dalai Lama XIV

“I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere
I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)”
― E.E. Cummings

“To be nobody but
yourself in a world
which is doing its best day and night to make you like
everybody else means to fight the hardest battle
which any human being can fight and never stop fighting.”
― E.E. Cummings

“i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh ... And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new.”
― e.e. cummings

“A First Sign of the Beginning of Understanding is the Wish to Die.”
― Franz Kafka

“Man is born to live, to suffer, and to die, and what befalls him is a tragic lot. There is no denying this in the final end. But we must deny it all along the way.”
― Thomas Wolfe

“Trying to define yourself is like trying to bite your own teeth.”
― Alan Watts

“Of course it's possible to love a human being if you don't know them too well.”
― Charles Bukowski

“I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by
madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn
looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly
connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat
up smoking in the supernatural darkness of
cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities
contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and
saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated,
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes
hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy
among the scholars of war, ”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl and Other Poems

“What sphinx of cement and aluminium bashed open their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination?

- Howl”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl and Other Poems

“Having to talk destroys the symphony of silence.”
― Aleister Crowley, Diary of a Drug Fiend

“Your kiss is bitter with cocaine.”
― Aleister Crowley, Diary of a Drug Fiend

“Happiness lies within one's self, and the way to dig it out is cocaine.”
― Aleister Crowley, Diary of a Drug Fiend

“The truth is that the forms I see have been slowly emptied out. They no longer have any content. They are shapes only. A train, a wall, a world. Or a man. A thing dangling in senseless articulation in a howling void. No meaning to its life. Its words. Why would I seek the company of such a thing? Why?”
― Cormac McCarthy, The Sunset Limited

“Your god must once have stood at a dawn of infinite possibilities, and this is what he's made of it. You tell me that I want God's love? I don't. Perhaps I want forgiveness, but there's no-one to ask it of. And there's no going back, there's no setting things right, there's only the hope of nothingness.”
― Cormac McCarthy, The Sunset Limited