James

“I wanted to be famous, but you bring me age—my emptiness. Was it that which I thought would balloon me above the rest? Love? where are you? … love me. I want to rise so high, I said, that when I shit I won’t miss anybody.”
― William H. Gass, In the Heart of the Heart of the Country and Other Stories

“How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.”
― David Foster Wallace, The Pale King

“By the truth we are undone. Life is a dream. 'Tis the waking that kills us. He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life.”
― Virginia Woolf, Orlando

“That in some way he could work the fat off his soul the way a fighter went into the mountains to work and train in order to burn it out of his body”
― Ernest Hemingway, The Snows of Kilimanjaro and Other Stories