a.gentlecreature

“When it comes to love, I’ve learned nothing: I love too intensely and I’m consumed by my own love (analysis, jealousy, doubt)—so much that when I’m in love, I always end up slightly extinguished and saddened. When I love, I become harsh, serious, intolerant. A heavy shadow settles over my relationships. I love and want to be loved with so much gravitas that it quickly becomes exhausting (for me, for the other person). It’s always an unhealthy kind of love.”
― Maud Ventura, My Husband

“So what if the universe was a hologram? So what if this was all in our heads? The points being made never stuck. I couldn’t synthesize this knowledge, but even worse, I couldn’t even regurgitate it to at least convince myself I knew something about life, or death, or meaning.”
― Gus Moreno, This Thing Between Us

“No one can see my neuroses except me. The way I see myself is not how other people see me. Everything is okay. I belong here.”
― Maud Ventura, My Husband

“And of those two ways of living - living in the moment and living outside it - which was the more real?”
― Leila Mottley, Nightcrawling