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"Ik begon met frisse tegenzin aan dit boek (want ongefundeerd vooroordeel: zelfhulp boeken zijn belerend en irritant), maar ik heb al best wat zinnen onderstreept." — Nov 05, 2025 10:58PM
"Ik begon met frisse tegenzin aan dit boek (want ongefundeerd vooroordeel: zelfhulp boeken zijn belerend en irritant), maar ik heb al best wat zinnen onderstreept." — Nov 05, 2025 10:58PM
“The caged bird sings with a fearful trill,
of things unknown, but longed for still,
and his tune is heard on the distant hill,
for the caged bird sings of freedom.”
― I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
of things unknown, but longed for still,
and his tune is heard on the distant hill,
for the caged bird sings of freedom.”
― I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
“Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?”
― Sputnik Sweetheart
― Sputnik Sweetheart
“And it came to me then. That we were wonderful traveling companions but in the end no more than lonely lumps of metal in their own separate orbits. From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars, but in reality they're nothing more than prisons, where each of us is locked up alone, going nowhere. When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths, we could be together. Maybe even open our hearts to each other. But that was only for the briefest moment. In the next instant we'd be in absolute solitude. Until we burned up and became nothing.”
― Sputnik Sweetheart
― Sputnik Sweetheart
“So that's how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal the loss, no matter how important the thing that's stolen from us--that's snatched right out of our hands--even if we are left completely changed, with only the outer layer of skin from before, we continue to play out our lives this way, in silence. We draw ever nearer to the end of our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails off behind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of immeasurable emptiness.”
― Sputnik Sweetheart
― Sputnik Sweetheart
“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.”
― I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
― I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
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