Confessional Literature Quotes

“Some days I tell myself that my mission is to say something about the art and sometimes the bliss of limitation. And the legibility of landscape. Other days are more dismal. As if I were queueing in the rain outside confessional literature’s nudist colony, mirrors everywhere, blue with cold.”
― Fredrik Sjöberg, The Fly Trap

“When i see an ugly bride, what i am really seeing is a glimmer of hope for the future [maybe i will marry someday.]”
― Frank Warren, PostSecret: Extraordinary Confessions from Ordinary Lives

“[…] once in the quagmire each further action only serves to plunge me deeper. And at least as corrosive is the awareness that I am dealing with children. That it is children who are dragging me down. There is something deeply shameful about this. In such situations I am probably as far from the person I aspire to be as possible. I didn’t have the faintest notion about any of this before I had children.”
― Knausgård, Karl Ove

“i hope so dearly i can find one. a bone
that is as large as the city. as timeless as poems,
and damned poets; a magic.”
― Admer Balingan, metamorphosis

“there are no soft rests here,
no bird songs and Mother's yellow branches
to swing me.
only hideous lullabies and grotesque poems
hung on the wind, everywhere.
they swirl around as if dusts from mad city,
and dirty smokes from factories, and
i inhale all of them. like cannabis.
i inhale it more often that i fancy mosquitoes
and its bites as Mother's kiss,
touch,
a basketful of love.”
― Admer Balingan, metamorphosis

“Mockery and nagging have always been at play,
But me hurting me is the ultimate Mayday.”
― Ritu Negi, Collywobbles

“What do you think all these flowers are?
What do you think all these stars are?
Skin layered with stories of a million lifetimes—
What do you think all these scars are?”
― Ritu Negi, Collywobbles

“When my voice is gone,
my breath no more,
I’ll leave my love on every shore,
So the waves and winds will sing for me—
“I love you, endlessly.”
― Ritu Negi, Collywobbles