Angy > Angy's Quotes

“How satisfying it is to leave a mark on a blank surface. To make a map of my movement - no matter how temporary.”
― Craig Thompson, Blankets

“If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell. I'll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“I was not the kind of person people did this sort of thing for. Like elaborate promposals, or surprise birthday parties--I was not first in anyone's life except for my mother's. I was not someone about whom people sent time cataloguing my favorite tea or fruit or crackers, thinking about what sort of gesture might mean something to me.”
― Kelly Loy Gilbert, When We Were Infinite

“You can't stop someone from making their own choices, you know. It doesn't work that way. And even if it did, it damages you. You can't let yourself keep giving and giving and giving to someone who stopped caring. I've always worried about you making that mistake, but I thought--well, I thought I'd set an example for you. Because if I wanted one thing for you it was that you'd always know how much you're worth. The world will tell you otherwise because you're a girl and you're not white and you're softhearted, but you're allowed to keep things for yourself and to say something isn't good enough for you. You're allowed to want more. You're allowed to be angry.”
― Kelly Loy Gilbert, When We Were Infinite

“And that's my comfort -- that someone else was there and experienced the same thing. How else could I know it was REAL and not merely a dream?”
― Craig Thompson, Blankets

“Her lips tarried at mine. Baiting each other with the warmth of our breath, barely grazing, detouring, then connecting.”
― Craig Thompson, Blankets

“You know, sometimes you look at me with longing...

... even though I'm here with you.”
― Craig Thompson, Blankets

“For what matters if I gain the whole world, but lose my soul?”
― Craig Thompson, Blankets

“Pressed against her I can hear eternity -- hollow, lonely spaces and currents that churn ceaselessly, and the fallen snow welcomes the falling snow with a whispered "Hush".”
― Craig Thompson, Blankets

“Shame is always easier to handle if you have someone to share it with.”
― Craig Thompson, Blankets

“Sometimes, upon waking, the residual dream can be more appealing that reality, and one is reluctant to give it up. For a while, you feel like a ghost -- Not fully materialized, and unable to manipulate your surroundings. Or else, it is the dream that haunts you. You wait with the promise of the next dream.”
― Craig Thompson, Blankets

“Maybe I'm sad about wanting you. I'm not too comfortable with wanting someone.”
― Craig Thompson, Blankets

“And it was like knocking four quick times on the door of unhappiness.”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger

“Mother used to say that however miserable one is, there’s always something to be thankful for. And each morning, when the sky brightened and light began to flood my cell, I agreed with her.”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger

“Nothing, nothing mattered, and I knew why. So did he. Throughout the whole absurd life I'd lived, a dark wind had been rising toward me from somewhere deep in my future, across years that were still to come, and as it passed, this wind leveled whatever was offered to me at the time, in years no more real than the ones I was living. What did other people's deaths or a mother's love matter to me; what did his God or the lives people choose or the fate they think they elect matter to me when we're all elected by the same fate, me and billions of privileged people like him who also called themselves my brothers? Couldn't he see, couldn't he see that? Everybody was privileged. There were only privileged people. The others would all be condemned one day. And he would be condemned, too.”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger

“After another moment's silence she mumbled that I was peculiar, that that was probably why she loved me but that one day I might disgust her for the very same reason.”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger

“It is better to burn than to disappear.”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger

“Have you no hope at all? And do you really live with the thought that when you die, you die, and nothing remains?" "Yes," I said.”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger

“I looked up at the mass of signs and stars in the night sky and laid myself open for the first time to the benign indifference of the world.”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger

“If something is going to happen to me, I want to be there.”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger

“Since we're all going to die, it's obvious that when and how don't matter.”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger

“I had only a little time left and I didn't want to waste it on God.”
― Albert Camus, L'Étranger

“I may not have been sure about what really did interest me, but I was absolutely sure about what didn't.”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger

“Maybe we all have darkness inside of us and some of us are better at dealing with it than others.”
― Jasmine Warga, My Heart and Other Black Holes

“I will be stronger than my sadness.”
― Jasmine Warga, My Heart and Other Black Holes

“Sometimes I wonder if my heart is like a black hole--it's so dense that there's no room for light, but that doesn't mean it can't still suck me in.”
― Jasmine Warga, My Heart and Other Black Holes

“Depression is like a heaviness that you can’t ever escape. It crushes down on you, making even the smallest things like tying your shoes or chewing on toast seem like a twenty-mile hike uphill. Depression is a part of you; it’s in your bones and your blood.”
― Jasmine Warga, My Heart and Other Black Holes

“It’s funny how once you like someone, even the unattractive things they do somehow become endearing.”
― Jasmine Warga, My Heart and Other Black Holes

“It's like your sadness is so deep and overwhelming that you're worried it will drown everyone else in your life if you let them too close to it.”
― Jasmine Warga, My Heart and Other Black Holes

“..because never in my life have I ever been picked when there was another alternative.”
― Jasmine Warga, My Heart and Other Black Holes