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  • #1
    Khaled Hosseini
    “I want to tear myself from this place, from this reality, rise up like a cloud and float away, melt into this humid summer night and dissolve somewhere far, over the hills. But I am here, my legs blocks of concrete, my lungs empty of air, my throat burning. There will be no floating away.”
    Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner

  • #2
    Franz Kafka
    “I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.”
    Franz Kafka

  • #3
    Jim  Butcher
    “Have you ever felt despair? Absolute hopelessness? Have you ever stood in the darkness and known, deep in your heart, in your spirit, that it was never, ever going to get better? That something had been lost, forever, and that it wasn't coming back?”
    Jim Butcher, Storm Front

  • #4
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.”
    Edgar Allan Poe

  • #5
    فيسوافا شيمبورسكا
    “هذا العالم المريع لا يخلو من مفاتن
    لا يخلو من صباحات ،
    تستحق أن يُستَيقظ من أجلها”
    فيسوافا شيمبورسكا, النهاية والبداية وقصائد أخرى

  • #6
    Vincent van Gogh
    “La tristesse durera toujours.
    [The sadness will last forever.]”
    Vincent van Gogh

  • #7
    Susanna Kaysen
    “Have you ever confused a dream with life? Or stolen something when you have the cash? Have you ever been blue? Or thought your train moving while sitting still? Maybe I was just crazy. Maybe it was the 60's. Or maybe I was just a girl... interrupted.”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #8
    Lewis Carroll
    “I'm afraid I can't explain myself, sir. Because I am not myself, you see?”
    Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

  • #9
    Elizabeth Scott
    “I want to care, but I don't. I look at you and all I feel is tired. I walk through school and all I want to do is leave. I wake up in the morning and don't know why I'm here. I feel like I'm not real.”
    Elizabeth Scott, Miracle

  • #10
    Cheryl Strayed
    “Nobody will protect you from your suffering. You can't cry it away or eat it away or starve it away or walk it away or punch it away or even therapy it away. It's just there, and you have to survive it. You have to endure it. You have to live through it and love it and move on and be better for it and run as far as you can in the direction of your best and happiest dreams across the bridge that was built by your own desire to heal.”
    Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar

  • #11
    Samantha Schutz
    “I am not happy. I am not unhappy. I am frozen somewhere in the middle that is so much worse. I am nowhere. Nothing is happening and I am getting more and more sad.”
    Samantha Schutz, I Don't Want To Be Crazy

  • #12
    Marian Keyes
    “I couldn’t be with people and I didn’t want to be alone. Suddenly my perspective whooshed and I was far out in space, watching the world. I could see millions and millions of people, all slotted into their lives; then I could see me—I’d lost my place in the universe. It had closed up and there was nowhere for me to be. I was more lost than I had known it was possible for any human being to be.”
    Marian Keyes, Anybody Out There?

  • #13
    “In Greek, “nostalgia” literally means “the pain from an old wound”. It’s a twinge in your heart, far more powerful than memory alone. This device isn’t a spaceship, it’s a time machine. It goes backwards and forwards, it takes us to a place where we ache to go again.”
    Don Draper

  • #14
    Oscar Wilde
    “After playing Chopin, I feel as if I had been weeping over sins that I had never committed, and mourning over tragedies that were not my own. Music always seems to me to produce that effect. It creates for one a past of which one has been ignorant, and fills one with a sense of sorrows that have been hidden from one’s tears.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #15
    Markus Zusak
    “20 minutes later: a girl on Himmel Street. She looks up. She speaks in whisper. ‘The sky is soft today, Max. The clouds are so soft and sad, and…’ She looks away and crosses her arms. She thinks of her papa going to war and grabs her jacket at each side of her body. ‘And it’s cold, Max. It’s so cold…”
    Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

  • #16
    Haruki Murakami
    “Most things are forgotten over time. Even the war itself, the life-and-death struggle people went through is now like something from the distant past. We’re so caught up in our everyday lives that events of the past are no longer in orbit around our minds. There are just too many things we have to think about everyday, too many new things we have to learn. But still, no matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away. They remain with us forever, like a touchstone.”
    haruki murakami, Kafka on the Shore

  • #17
    Ernest Hemingway
    “I can't stand it to think my life is going so fast and I'm not really living it.”
    Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises

  • #18
    Hunter S. Thompson
    “I felt a tremendous distance between myself and everything real.”
    Hunter S. Thompson , The Rum Diary

  • #19
    ميخائيل ليرمنتوف
    “أصبحت روحي مشلولة ....
    ذهب نصف نفسي ....
    جفّ تبخّر.. مات قطعته ورميته بعيدا" عني
    بينما النصف الآخر يتحرّك ويتمنى أن يخدم جميع الناس .
    لكن أحدا" لم يعرف أن النصف الضائع كان موجودا.”
    ميخائيل ليرمنتوف, A Hero of Our Time

  • #20
    Franz Kafka
    “What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.”
    Franz Kafka

  • #21
    رضوى عاشور
    “كانت المعرفة علي قسوتها تمنحني أمانا يستعصي في وجود هذه الهوة في الخيال.”
    رضوى عاشور, فرج

  • #22
    Charles Bukowski
    “To experience real agony is something hard to write about, impossible to understand while it grips you; you're frightened out of your wits, can’t sit still, move, or even go decently insane.”
    Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last

  • #23
    Lord Byron
    “There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
    There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
    There is society, where none intrudes,
    By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:
    I love not Man the less, but Nature more,
    From these our interviews, in which I steal
    From all I may be, or have been before,
    To mingle with the Universe, and feel
    What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.”
    Lord Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage

  • #24
    Sylvia Plath
    “Let's face it: I'm scared, scared and frozen. First, I guess I'm afraid for myself... the old primitive urge for survival. It's getting so I live every moment with terrible intensity. It all flowed over me with a screaming ache of pain... remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I've taken for granted. When you feel that this may be good-bye, the last time, it hits you harder.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #25
    Veronica Roth
    “Fear doesn't shut you down; it wakes you up”
    Veronica Roth, Divergent

  • #26
    C.S. Lewis
    “No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.”
    C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed

  • #27
    Marie Curie
    “Nothing in life is to be feared, it is only to be understood. Now is the time to understand more, so that we may fear less.”
    Marie Curie

  • #28
    John Green
    “That is the fear: I have lost something important, and I cannot find it, and I need it. It is fear like if someone lost his glasses and went to the glasses store and they told him that the world had run out of glasses and he would just have to do without.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #29
    Katie McGarry
    “It doesn't get better," I said. "The pain. The wounds scab over and you don't always feel like a knife is slashing through you. But when you least expect it, the pain flashes to remind you you'll never be the same.”
    Katie McGarry, Pushing the Limits

  • #30
    J.K. Rowling
    “I DON'T CARE!" Harry yelled at them, snatching up a lunascope and throwing it into the fireplace. "I'VE HAD ENOUGH, I'VE SEEN ENOUGH, I WANT OUT, I WANT IT TO END, I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!"
    "You do care," said Dumbledore. He had not flinched or made a single move to stop Harry demolishing his office. His expression was calm, almost detached. "You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix



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