Ana

“(...) the woman we love ought to swim as slowly as we do, she ought to have no past of her own to look back on happily. But when the illusion of absolute identity vanishes (the girl looks back happily on her past or swims faster), love becomes a permanent source of the great torment we call litost.”
― Milan Kundera, The Book of Laughter and Forgetting

“I've never been lonely. I've been in a room -- I've felt suicidal. I've been depressed. I've felt awful -- awful beyond all -- but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me...or that any number of people could enter that room. In other words, loneliness is something I've never been bothered with because I've always had this terrible itch for solitude. It's being at a party, or at a stadium full of people cheering for something, that I might feel loneliness. I'll quote Ibsen, "The strongest men are the most alone." I've never thought, "Well, some beautiful blonde will come in here and give me a fuck-job, rub my balls, and I'll feel good." No, that won't help. You know the typical crowd, "Wow, it's Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there?" Well, yeah. Because there's nothing out there. It's stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupidify themselves. I've never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. I hid in bars, because I didn't want to hide in factories. That's all. Sorry for all the millions, but I've never been lonely. I like myself. I'm the best form of entertainment I have. Let's drink more wine!”
― Charles Bukowski

“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
― Oscar Wilde

“e uns tinham apenas gasto horas, outros a eternidade; e apagava-se o rasto convulso de uma consciência cujo segredo perdêramos havia muito sem disso darmos conta; e tudo era indiferença, talvez recordação da ausência, talvez; de uma maneira ou de outra todos temos cicatrizes: há umas que se não vêem.”
― Armando Baptista-Bastos, Um Homem Parado No Inverno