Alena

“When I realize that she is gone, perhaps gone forever, a great void opens up and I feel that I am falling, falling, falling into deep, black space. And this is worse than tears, deeper than regret or pain or sorrow, it is the abyss into which Satan was plunged. There is no climbing back, no ray of light, no sound of human voice or human touch of hand.”
― Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer

“You don't necessarily meet a lot of people in this world. Not when you let yourself get distracted by music and the passing of hours.”
― Michael Cunningham, A Home at the End of the World

“Paris is like a whore. From a distance she seems ravishing, you can't wait until you have her in your arms. And five minutes later you feel empty, disgusted with yourself. You feel tricked.”
― Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer

“You only grow up by living through the shit that life throws at you”
― Marian Keyes, Rachel's Holiday