Bristy C

“My dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
~ Falsely yours”
― Kinky Friedman

“Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?”
― Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

“The trouble with fiction," said John Rivers, "is that it makes too much sense. Reality never makes sense.”
― Aldous Huxley, The Genius and the Goddess

“When I die, I'm going to tell God everything.”
― Zoulfa Katouh, As Long as the Lemon Trees Grow