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  • #1
    “Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
    Yun Koga

  • #2
    “Paradise was made for tender hearts; hell, for loveless hearts.”
    Yun Kouga

  • #3
    “I really hate pain.
    I'd pull my own soul out if it meant I could stop the pain.”
    Yun Kouga, Loveless, Volume 06

  • #4
    “This skin is a nuisance. This skin that separates you and me...it is a nuisance.”
    Yun Kouga

  • #5
    “Even if you lie to me...that's okay.
    I'll be satisfied with as much of yourself as you can give me.”
    Yun Kouga, Loveless, Volume 06

  • #6
    Albert Camus
    “And he knew, also, what the old man was thinking as his tears flowed, and he, Rieux, thought it too: that a loveless world is a dead world, and always there comes an hour when one is weary of prisons, of one's work, and of devotion to duty, and all one craves for is a loved face, the warmth and wonder of a loving heart.”
    Albert Camus, The Plague
    tags: love

  • #7
    Susanna Kaysen
    “Lunatics are similar to designated hitters. Often an entire family is crazy, but since an entire family can't go into the hospital, one person is designated as crazy and goes inside. Then, depending on how the rest of the family is feeling that person is kept inside or snatched out, to prove something about the family's mental health.”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #8
    Susanna Kaysen
    “Crazy isn't being broken or swallowing a dark secret. It's you or me amplified. If you ever told a lie and enjoyed it. If you ever wished you could be a child forever.”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #9
    Susanna Kaysen
    “The girl at her music sits in another sort of light,the fitful,overcast light of lie,by which we see ourselves and others only imprefectly, and seldom..-Girl,Interrupted”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #10
    Susanna Kaysen
    “I had an inspiration once. I woke up one morning and I knew that it was my task to swallow fifty asprin.It was my task:my job for the day.-17 Girl Interrupted”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted

  • #11
    “I would have thought that you'd be tired of vomiting blood and going to therapy and the prospect of being a nervous wreck all your life.

    Trés masochistic.”
    Maki Murakami, Gravitation, Vol. 8

  • #12
    Jeff Lindsay
    “Weren't we all crazy in our sleep? What was sleep, after all, but the process by which we dumped our insanity into a dark subconscious pit and came out on the other side ready to eat cereal instead of our neighbor's children?”
    Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

  • #13
    Jeff Lindsay
    “I'm not sure what I am. I just know there's something dark in me. I hide it. I certainly don't talk about it, but it's there always, this Dark Passenger. And when he's driving, I feel alive, half sick with the thrill of complete wrongness. I don't fight him, I don't want to. He's all I've got. Nothing else could love me, not even... especially not me. Or is that just a lie the Dark Passenger tells me? Because lately there are these moments when I feel connected to something else... someone. It's like the mask is slipping and things... people... who never mattered before are suddenly starting to matter. It scares the hell out of me.”
    Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

  • #14
    Jeff Lindsay
    “Whatever made me the way I am left me hollow, empty inside, unable to feel. It doesn't seem like a big deal. I'm quite sure most people fake an awful lot of everyday human contact. I just fake it all. I fake it very well, and the feelings are never there.”
    Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

  • #15
    Jeff Lindsay
    “I'm a very neat monster." ~Dexter Morgan”
    Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

  • #16
    Jeff Lindsay
    “Life's only obligation, afterall, was to be interesting.”
    Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

  • #17
    Jeff Lindsay
    “After a long moment I closed the freezer door. I wanted to lie down and press my cheek against the cool linoleum. Instead I reached out with my little finger and flipped the Barbie's head. It went thack thack against the door. I flipped it again. Thack thack. Whee. I had a new hobby.”
    Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

  • #18
    Jeff Lindsay
    “And then more quiet, silence so deep it almost drowned out the roar of the night music that pounded away in my secret self.”
    Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

  • #19
    Jeff Lindsay
    “Getting yelled at by a furious woman should be a semi-formal occasion. ”
    jeff lindsay

  • #20
    Jeff Lindsay
    “And here I always thought morality was useless”
    Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

  • #21
    Jeff Lindsay
    “It was always hard work to push through a crowed of reporters with the scent of blood in their nostrils. You might not think so, since on camera they appear to be brain-damaged wimps with severe eating disorders. But put them at a police barricade and a miraculous thing happens...The strength comes from some mysterious place-and somehow, when there is gore on the ground, these anorexic creatures can push their way through anything. Without mussing their hair, too.”
    Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

  • #22
    Jeff Lindsay
    “Another beautiful Miami day. Mutilated corpses with a chance of afternoon showers. I got dressed and went to work.”
    Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

  • #23
    Jeff Lindsay
    “I rose to my knees, mouth dry and heart pounding, and paused to finger a rip in my beautiful Dacron bowling shirt. I pushed my fingertip through the hole and wiggled it at myself. Hello, Dexter, where are you going? Hello, Mr. Finger. I don't know, but I'm almost there. I hear my friends calling.”
    Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

  • #24
    Jeff Lindsay
    “Another dream. Another long-distance call on my phantom party line. No wonder i had steadfastly refused to have dreams for most of my life. So stupid; such pointless, obvious symbols. Totally uncontrollable anxiety soup, hateful, blatant nonsense.”
    Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

  • #25
    Jeff Lindsay
    “What to wear? I could think of no guidelines on what we were wearing this season to a party forced on you to celebrate an unwanted engagement that might turn into a violent confrontation with a vengeful maniac. Clearly brown shoes were out, but beyond that nothing really seemed de rigueur.”
    Jeff Lindsay, Dearly Devoted Dexter

  • #26
    Jeff Lindsay
    “I am not shy about admitting my modest talents. For example, I am happy to admit that I am better than average at clever remarks, and I also have a flair for getting people to like me. But to be perfectly fair to myself, I am ever-ready to confess my shortcomings, too, and a quick round of soul-searching forced me to admit that I had never been any good at all at breathing water. As I hung there from the seat belt, dazed and watching the water pour in and swirl around my head, this began to seem like a very large character flaw.”
    Jeff Lindsay, Dearly Devoted Dexter

  • #27
    Jeff Lindsay
    “Detective, I don't know where the boyfriend is, really," I said. And it was true, considering tide, current, and the habits of marine scavengers. -Dexter”
    Jeff Lindsay, Dexter by Design

  • #28
    Jeff Lindsay
    “Nothing in life is fair. Fair is a dirty word and I'll thank you not to use that language around me.”
    Jeff Lindsay, Dexter in the Dark

  • #29
    Jeff Lindsay
    “But as I have noticed on more than one occaision, life itself is unfair, and there is no complaint department, so we might as well accept things the way they happen, clean up the mess, and move on.”
    Jeff Lindsay, Dexter in the Dark

  • #30
    Jeff Lindsay
    “Feeling - what authentic human fun!”
    Jeff Lindsay, Dexter in the Dark



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