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  • #1
    Sylvia Plath
    “because wherever I sat—on the deck of a ship or at a street café in Paris or Bangkok—I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #2
    Emma Donoghue
    “I look back one more time. It's like a crater, a hole where something happened.”
    Emma Donoghue, Room

  • #3
    “Traveler, there are no paths. Paths are made by walking.”
    Australian Aboriginal proverb

  • #4
    Ernest Hemingway
    “The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places.”
    Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms

  • #5
    Percy Bysshe Shelley
    “I have drunken deep of joy,
    And I will taste no other wine tonight.”
    Percy Bysshe Shelley

  • #6
    Matt Haig
    “And, just as it only takes a moment to die, it only takes a moment to live. You just close your eyes and let every futile fear slip away. And then, in this new state, free from fear, you ask yourself: who am I? If I could live without doubt what would I do? If I could be kind without the fear of being fucked over? If I could love without fear of being hurt? If I could taste the sweetness of today without thinking of how I will miss that taste tomorrow? If I could not fear the passing of time and the people it will steal? Yes. What would I do? Who would I care for? What battle would I fight? Which paths would I step down? What joys would I allow myself? What internal mysteries would I solve? How, in short, would I live?”
    Matt Haig, How to Stop Time

  • #7
    Jasmine Warga
    “Anyone who has actually been that sad can tell you that there's nothing beautiful or literary or mysterious about depression.”
    Jasmine Warga, My Heart and Other Black Holes

  • #8
    Winston Churchill
    “If you're going through hell, keep going”
    Winston Churchill

  • #9
    Mark T. Sullivan
    “Nothing in life worth doing is easy,”
    Mark T. Sullivan, Beneath a Scarlet Sky

  • #10
    Charlotte Brontë
    “Dread remorse when you are tempted to err, Miss Eyre; remorse is the poison of life.”
    Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

  • #11
    Lionel Shriver
    “Though surely to avoid attachments for fear of loss is to avoid life.”
    Lionel Shriver, We Need to Talk About Kevin

  • #12
    Steve Goodier
    “I have not always chosen the safest path. I've made my mistakes, plenty of them. I sometimes jump too soon and fail to appreciate the consequences. But I've learned something important along the way: I've learned to heed the call of my heart. I've learned that the safest path is not always the best path and I've learned that the voice of fear is not always to be trusted.”
    Steve Goodier

  • #13
    Isabel  Lopez
    “If you can’t believe in miracles, then believe in yourself. When you want something bad enough, let that drive push you to make it happen. Sometimes you’ll run into brick walls that are put there to test you. Find a way around them and stay focused on your dream. Where there’s a will, there’s a way.”
    Isabel Lopez, Isabel's Hand-Me-Down Dreams

  • #14
    Shannon A. Thompson
    “Remember how far you’ve come, and you won’t have to rely on a destiny for your future. It will come on your own.”
    Shannon A. Thompson, Seconds Before Sunrise

  • #15
    Clare Pooley
    “Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack in everything That’s how the light gets in. —LEONARD COHEN”
    Clare Pooley, The Authenticity Project

  • #16
    Sylvia Plath
    “I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #17
    Sylvia Plath
    “I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #18
    Sylvia Plath
    “I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
    I lift my eyes and all is born again.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #19
    Sylvia Plath
    “And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #20
    Kay Redfield Jamison
    “Which of my feelings are real? Which of the me's is me? The wild, impulsive, chaotic, energetic, and crazy one? Or the shy, withdrawn, desperate, suicidal, doomed, and tired one? Probably a bit of both, hopefully much that is neither.”
    Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness

  • #21
    Hanya Yanagihara
    “...things get broken, and sometimes they get repaired, and in most cases, you realize that no matter what gets damaged, life rearranges itself to compensate for your loss, sometimes wonderfully.”
    Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

  • #22
    Khaled Hosseini
    “Learn this now and learn it well. Like a compass facing north, a man’s accusing finger always finds a woman. Always. You remember that, Mariam.”
    Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns

  • #22
    Sylvia Plath
    “To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #23
    Sylvia Plath
    “I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #24
    Sylvia Plath
    “The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no farther.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #25
    Susanna Kaysen
    “Was insanity just a matter of dropping the act?”
    Susanna Kaysen, Girl, Interrupted



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