Nikiverse

“... I will take a long shower, as the shower is the only place I will have any privacy. In the stall I will get down on my knees and weep, letting the water run over my body, praying to get better, praying not to hurt myself any more than I’m already hurting, praying that this loss, that this whole time, will move over me, through me, like a dark storm passing over a great plane. A great plain which is, essentially, my soul. A soul which is neither light nor dark, neither wholly alone nor wholly with any other, certainly not with God, just flat, open, deathless, and free. Curled up in a wet ball on the tile floor I will hear myself say, something in me is dying. I no longer know to whom I’m talking.”
― Maggie Nelson, The Red Parts

“We are part of a long tradition of suffering. We can let it isolate us if we want, but we must realize that isolation is a lie.”
― Phil Klay, Redeployment

“… and she understood that all forms of knowledge contain an element of transgression.”
― Maylis de Kerangal, The Heart

“It has been seven years since you died. Of course what I'll say next is that time has flown by. I got old. All of a sudden, de repente. I walk with difficulty. I even drool. I leave the door unlocked in case I die in my sleep, but it's more likely I'll go endlessly on until I get put away someplace. I am already dotty.... It's not so strange that I talk to my cat but I feel silly because he is totally deaf.”
― Lucia Berlin, A Manual for Cleaning Women: Selected Stories