Irena Bučić

“Otkako znam za sebe, uvek sam osećao da sam sam, nekako otuđen od sveta, od larme i mediokriteta koji se šire poput zarazne bolesti. U jednom trenutku, pomislio sam da bi knjige mogle da me izbave od tog osećaja napuštenosti i apatije, ali ne treba previše očekivati o knjiga. One vam pričaju priče, omogućavaju vam da proživite, posredno, deliće stvarnosti, ali nikada vas neće uzeti u naručje da vas uteše.”
― Guillaume Musso, La jeune fille et la nuit

“Tisn't life that matters! 'Tis the courage you bring to it" … this from old Frosted Moses in the warm corner by the door. There might have been an answer, but Dicky Tasset, the Town Idiot, filled in the pause with the tale that he was telling Mother Figgis. "And I ran—a mile or more with the stars dotted all over the ground for yer pickin', as yer might say…." A little boy, Peter Westcott, heard what old Frosted Moses had said, and turned it over in his mind. He was twelve years old, was short and thick-necked, and just now looked very small because he was perched on so high a chair. It was one of the four ancient chairs that Sam Figgis always kept in the great kitchen behind the taproom.”
― Hugh Walpole, Fortitude

“the more the therapist becomes a real person and avoids self-protective or professional masks or roles, the more the patient will reciprocate and change in a constructive direction. Of course, the therapist should accept the patient nonjudgmentally and unconditionally. And, of course, the therapist must enter empathically into the private world of the client.”
― Carl R. Rogers, A Way Of Being

“I gasp when I realize that her small suitcase is gone. The big, beat-up one is still shoved to the back of the closet, but the little one is nowhere to be found. It’s hard to swallow. Did she pack a suitcase after sending us out? Where was she going? Why didn’t she say anything? “I’ll be out late, kiddo. Take care of supper.” I replay her words, trying to remember exactly how she spoke, the expression on her face. I was so startled by her generosity of giving me money for the mall that I didn’t think about what else seemed off two days ago.”
― Diane Winger, The Abandoned Girl