Katerina

“There's a poem by Adrienne Rich I first read twenty years ago called "Splittings" that I thought of when I read your letter. The last two lines of the poem are: "I choose to love this time fore once / with all my intelligence.”
― Cheryl Strayed

“As if to build a fence around the fatal emptiness inside her, she had to create a sunny person that she became. But if you peeled away the ornamental egos that she had built, there was only an abbys of nothingness and the intense thirst that came with it. Though she tried to forget it, the nothingness would visit her periodically - on a lonely rainy afternoon, or at dawn when she woke up from a nightmare. What she needed at such times was to be held by someone, anyone.”
― Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

“I can’t tell you exactly what I’m looking for, but I’ll know it when it happens. I want to be breathless and weak, crumpled by the entrance of another person inside my soul. I want to be violated by insight.”
― Aimee Bender, The Girl in the Flammable Skirt

“Děláme si však o lidech takové předsudky, zavíráme je do tak malých přihrádeček, že zůstáváme jako opaření, když nám z nich najednou ze všech stran vykukují.”
― Jean-Marie Blas de Robles, Půlnoční hora