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Writing About Life Quotes

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Laura Chouette
“We all suffer our causes
yet not everyone calls our life a tragedy.”
Laura Chouette

Sylvia Plath
“Then I knew what the trouble was.
I needed experience.
How could I write about life when I'd never had a love affair or a baby or even seen anybody die? A girl I knew had just won a prize for a short story about her adventures among the pygmies in Africa. How could I compete with that sort of thing?”
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

Laura Chouette
“A soul is a monstrous thing,
weaker than the heart
yet stronger than the mind.
What you can’t give your heart,
feed your soul with—
and reveal everything hidden.”
Laura Chouette

Susie Bright
“Sexless stories about human relationships are dishonest. How did anyone write about love, life, or death, and manage to avoid it so neatly? It was a hoax, and thankfully behind us.”
Susie Bright, The Best of Best American Erotica 2008

Laura Chouette
“I don’t know how to end a war I was born into;
how to end a conflict and a fight that I don’t understand even the people say I am on their side;
What is the wrong one and how can I end this?”
Laura Chouette

Laura Chouette
“We become numb ourselves while the world calls it a tragedy.”
Laura Chouette

Laura Chouette
“We are our own tragedies.
The people we love seemingly are only endings that we prefer before the curtain falls on its own accord.”
Laura Chouette

Laura Chouette
“While we haunt ourselves, we become part of others.
With all our broken pieces, we are gathered in mosaics—
reflecting every careless smile, echoing every careless word.
We become them eventually,
in the way we live and survive each night.
Ghosts, bohemian wallpapers, and shiny crystal whiskey glasses,
used by them—hauntingly beautiful, collected, and far behind.
And after all this, nothing of ourselves remains.”
Laura Chouette

Laura Chouette
“How the pale green leaves press upon the gray mountain silhouettes,
I saw mortality inside myself,
inside my own family.”
Laura Chouette

Laura Chouette
“I always knew the mountains would take something from me one day.
I wrote about their fine lines, their graves, and their shades.

Then, one day, I looked up upon the gray—
it takes everything and then nothing,
even if you offer them everything.

You can’t survive it,
you live with it—
in small pieces,
small steps,
small moments.

All along, it takes you,
survives you—
you’ll never understand it.”
Laura Chouette

Laura Chouette
“Walking away
from someone you love
doesn’t break you—
it changes you
into someone else.

With each step,
you feel yourself losing
something—forever.

And it will never be the same—
not tomorrow, not even in ten years.

You have to live with the person
you are now
and forget the two
you left behind back then:

The one you loved
and the one you once were—
they are gone.”
Laura Chouette

Laura Chouette
“And the rain washed all the guilt from my hands—
finally watering the flowers that bloomed underneath for all this time.”
Laura Chouette

Laura Chouette
“In this life, you don’t get many choices.
Real choices.
Meaningful choices.

So once one of these comes, embrace it with all life and consequences.
Make something out of it.
Make it count.

It’s that simple—
it’s not the right or wrong choice you made,
it’s about the opportunity.”
Laura Chouette