Anu

“When our lips touched the day closed
into a coffin. In the museum of the heart...”
― Ocean Vuong, Night Sky with Exit Wounds

“The process in which a writer is compelled to counterfeit his true feelings is exactly the opposite of that which the man of society is compelled to counterfeit his. The artist disguises in order to reveal; the man of society disguises in order to conceal”
― Yukio Mishima, Forbidden Colors

“Death is not the ultimate tragedy of life. The ultimate tragedy is depersonalization--dying in an alien and sterile area, separated from the spiritual nourishment that comes from being able to reach out to a loving hand, separated from the desire to experience the things that make life worth living, separated from hope.”
― Norman Cousins

“How lonely it is here, and how well it suits you.”
― Franz Kafka