Lake Starr

“I cannot contribute anything to this world because I only have one method: agony.”
― Emil Cioran, On the Heights of Despair

“The same feeling of not belonging, of futility, wherever I go: I pretend interest in what matters nothing to me, I bestir myself mechanically or out of charity, without ever being caught up, without ever being somewhere. What attracts me is elsewhere, and I don’t know where that elsewhere is.”
― Emil M. Cioran, The Trouble With Being Born

“Life is a constant process of dying.”
― Arthur Schopenhauer

“Some people are like an open grave:
You give it the thing you love most
And then get nothing in return.”
― Abu al-Ala al-Ma'arri, Birds Through a Ceiling of Alabaster: Three Abbasid Poets