Lyuu

“If a cuddle promises home, then a cuddle is a dense relationship field where histories get connected and intertwine. It is a corporeal paradigm for relations, where these histories, like people, touch; where a body re-composes its needs artfully onto and energetically into another body; where the skin we live within offers protection to a self, an other, and becomes a dependable home; where at times it is easy for limbs and other parts to reach across diving lines, become entangled with other limbs and other parts.”
― Phanuel Antwi, On Cuddling: Loved to Death in the Racial Embrace (Vagabonds)

“The reason I hadn't washed my clothes or my hair was because it seemed so silly. I saw the day of the year stretching ahead like a series of bright, white boxes, and separating one box from another was sleep, like a black shade. Only for me, the long perspective of shades that set off one box from the next had suddenly snapped up, and I could see day after day glaring ahead of me like a white, broad, infinitely desolate avenue. It seemed silly to wash one day when I would only have to wash again the next. It made me tired just to think of it. I wanted to do everything once and for all and be done with it.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“My thought is me: that's why I can't stop. I exist because I think… and I can't stop myself from thinking. At this very moment - it's frightful - if I exist, it is because I am horrified at existing. I am the one who pulls myself from the nothingness to which I aspire.”
― Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea

“The system does not work for you, was never intended to work for you, but as an act of magnanimity on our part, you may choose the degree to which it works against you.”
― Omar El Akkad, One Day, Everyone Will Have Always Been Against This