Psychological Drama Quotes

“Don’t hide what you have just because people tell you it’s not normal. I have known normal people…and guess what? They are as boring as hell...”
― Sidney Knight

“Drug addicts had their drugs. Alcoholics had their bottles. Serial killers had their murders.”
― Jess C. Scott, Playmates

“Just read The Virtue of Minding Your Own Business. Oh my, what currents run deep! Beautifully seen, beautifully told. Praise praise praise . . . Pardon my French, but you are one darn major American writer!"
---Richard Bach, author of Jonathan Livingston Seagull and Illusions, on Sandcastle and Other Stories”
― Richard Bach

“Time collapsed into a delicate dark pencil brushed against our
eyebrows, the emergent rumble of crowds gathering above our heads. We
slid into our costumes. Pirate, outlaw, futuristic rebels. Red,
purple, gold. Chains hanging from our belts, tight black trousers. We
were moved upstairs, closer to the stage. Finally, we heard the
cannon's roar: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome... Tanzar
recording artists... THE MASTER PLANETS!" The world shot forward. We
stepped into the spotlight.”
― Donald Gallinger

“The woman with the cat complex is named Mrs. Alice Plesher, but she doesn't reveal her first name to him and Sai only finds out by accident, later. Mrs. Plesher calls the paper and is put through to Sai. He has no idea why although he could guess the new guy gets all of the reporter-on-the-beat drudgery assignments until proven worthy. Alice speaks haltingly as if hardened by age and her voice reveals a rasp. Sai pictures her in a long house dress from the fifties, wide pink and white stripes fading with age---a smock of beige over the dress, a multitude of cats clinging to the fabric like stick-ons.”
― Justin Bog, A Great Distance

“I know there’s only so much we can do, but in that little space, we must do the best we can. We need to soldier on because the world needs more people like us. It needs all the help it can get.”
― Allene Allanigue, Her Last Cigarette Yesterday

“You can talk about the tragedies happening in the world all you want, but at the end of the day, your life is still about you.”
― Allene Allanigue, Her Last Cigarette Yesterday

“You don’t need to remove your bandages alone. There will always be people who will be there for you as you expose your wounds, and you have to allow them. You have to. That’s how we’re supposed to live our lives.”
― Allene Allanigue, Her Last Cigarette Yesterday

“Perhaps forgiveness wasn’t a singular event, but a progression, or better, a dance that took some figuring before you could perform the steps.”
― Bonnie Grove, Talking to the Dead

“The road to heaven isn’t much of a road,” he was saying. “It’s more like a dusty trail, roughly cut out through the underbrush. Most people don’t even notice it. It doesn’t look like a path at all, so they walk right by. Others see it, but don’t go down it because it’s ugly. Dirty. Difficult. Overgrown. If they took the road to heaven, their progress would be slow, maybe immeasurable. They’d have to give up a lot because the path is narrow.”
― Bonnie Grove, Talking to the Dead

“He picks up a potato and checks it very minutely. He takes the potato near to his ear and checks it by shaking. He does the same thing with some spinach, some carrots. But the shopkeeper gets irritated - Finding.”
― Rabi Chatterjee, Finding and other stories

“She looked up to the sun. Ninety-three million miles away, it took just over eight minutes for its rays to reach the eyes. It was like seeing the past.”
― Nicole T. Smith, We Have Shadows Too

“People associated emotion with the heart, but other organs had to feel them too.”
― Nicole T. Smith, We Have Shadows Too

“Memories are never entirely silent. They murmur in your cells, shadow the mind, knock at the door.”
― Nicole T. Smith, We Have Shadows Too

“Isn’t it what makes us appreciate these flowers more? The impermanence of their beauty? Their essence lies on their beauty, not on permanence.”
― Allene Allanigue, Her Last Cigarette Yesterday

“We do not forgive to absolve our enemies from their wrongdoings, but we forgive because that is something we do for ourselves to heal.”
― Allene Allanigue, Her Last Cigarette Yesterday

“Most of the time, people don’t want their wounds exposed, so they cover them with a bandage, you know? And just try to forget the wound exists. But that’s protecting the wound, not healing it.”
― Allene Allanigue, Her Last Cigarette Yesterday

“The world is very sick. When terrible things keep happening to good people, when tragedies keep happening before our eyes, how can people still go on with their lives and be happy while knowing some people suffer? It makes me feel guilty, so guilty that being happy or loving someone becomes a luxury I cannot afford.”
― Allene Allanigue, Her Last Cigarette Yesterday

“I don’t remember when the questions started.”
― Shannen Greene, Similitude

“Like an unanswered question: a blank space under a burning, thought-provoking question---an absence of context. An absence of explanation. An absence of knowledge---an absence of understanding.”
― Shannen Greene, Similitude

“I think of James’ approach to Juno’s sadness, and I see something that stirs within me a secondhand embarrassment. A constant asking of questions, a somewhat annoyance when Juno doesn’t answer them entirely—I cringe at it. However, it makes sense. They are twins; they live together, go home together, eat together … they are constantly around one another. For James, living with this observation that your twin sister is clearly not okay and not receiving much of an explanation for any of it must feel draining. It must be annoying; he must be fed up with the confusion it all causes. I agree—I hate the confusion caused by an absence of understanding or explanation of an issue that you’re incredibly concerned about, although the issues at hand are different: one dealing with a sibling’s depression and the other dealing with someone’s own recollection of their past.”
― Shannen Greene, Similitude

“How did he die?
The question pushes itself whilst in my mind. I want to ask her. I want to ask her so, so bad. Ottie’s mention of it in the dream: the fragments of my cognitively-created film torture me while my mother brings up Cace, over, and over, and over again, yet never fully reaching a consensus about the whole topic. What is she trying to entail? What is she thinking?
I want to ask her the question.
But don’t you already know the answer?”
― Shannen Greene, Similitude

“All senses to, more or less, distract me from the thoughts that I feel knock at the door of my mind—thoughts of death. Thoughts that I cannot register without noticing a deregistration of my own self.”
― Shannen Greene, Similitude

“In the conversation, every single detail of Ottie’s dialogue: her body language, her tones, and her ways of story-telling, in a sense, are identical to how they have been briefly displayed in my dreams—dreams that I hesitate to mention and decide not to yet. Ottie brings up another topic briefly.”
― Shannen Greene, Similitude

“Memory. It worked in such mysterious ways. Lodging certain things in the brain, discarding others. Sometimes protecting us from our worst experiences, sometimes replaying them over and over, sometimes lying to us.”
― Petronella McGovern, The Last Trace

“You say you loved me. But let’s be real, Leona. You never looked at me the way you looked at him. Not once."

~Jim to Leona”
― Reese C., The Haunted

“He didn’t understand. I wasn’t chasing Rupert. I was chasing closure. That one thing I never gave to the person who once loved me most.
Rupert wasn’t just an ex. He had been my best friend.

~Leona”
― Reese C., The Haunted

“No matter what they did, Leo and Flora’s secrets consumed them.

Chapter 4 - When Plans Fall Apart”
― Samantha Gower, The Alopex Legacy: Mythological Mysteries - The Haunting of the Black Shuck

“The Man Who Loved Too Much That Killed Him

A tragic psychological story of a man whose love turns into his undoing. This haunting piece explores obsession, loss, and the thin line between devotion and destruction.”
― Thomas Miller

“देवी, पुष्पेंद्र इस बात का सबसे बड़ा प्रमाण है कि बुद्धिमत्ता जब प्रेम, करुणा और परोपकार की नींव से कट जाती है, तो वह केवल विनाशकारी हो जाती है। ज्ञान यदि हृदय की संवेदनाओं से न जुड़ा हो, तो वह केवल एक धारदार शस्त्र है जो चलाने वाले को भी नहीं छोड़ता। भावनाविहीन मनुष्य उस हिंसक पशु के समान है जिसके पास विवेक तो है, पर विवेक का उपयोग केवल संहार के लिए है।”
― Pradyumna Kumar Tiwari, त्रिकूट: धर्म का चक्रव्यूह