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“Time cannot put anything in your hands until you let go off the time.”
― Vishwanath S J

tags: black-hole, chapter, complexity, dark-matter, hands, insecurity, interstellar, life, logical, mind, philosophy, quote, time, time-travel, time-warp, wisdom, zeigarnik

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“I am clumsy, drop glasses and get drunk on Monday afternoons. I read Seneca and can recite Shakespeare by heart, but I mess up the laundry, don’t answer my phone and blame the world when something goes wrong. I think I have a dream, but most of the days I’m still sleeping. The grass is cut. It smells like strawberries. Today I finished four books and cleaned my drawers.
Do you believe in a God? Can I tell you about Icarus? How he flew too close to the sun?

I want to make coming home your favourite part of the day. I want to leave tiny little words lingering in your mind, on nights when you’re far away and can’t sleep. I want to make everything around us beautiful; make small things mean a little more. Make you feel a little more. A little better, a little lighter. The coffee is warm, this cup is yours. I want to be someone you can’t live without.

I want to be someone you can’t live without.”
― Charlotte Eriksson, He loved me some days. I'm sure he did: 99 essays on growth through loss

tags: afternoon, beautiful, believe, blame, books, can-t-sleep, clean, close-to-the-sun, clumsy, coffee

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“What I want to know is how you go on when you look around
and don’t see anywhere you want to go without the only person
you can’t have.”
― Charlotte Eriksson, You're Doing Just Fine

tags: alone, anywhere, breakup, grief, heartache, lonely, look, loss, love, missing, poems, poetry, sad, sadness, without

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“Amory: Darling girl.

[They kiss. Another pause and then she seizes his hand, covers it with kisses, and holds it to her breast.]

Rosalind [sadly]: I love your hands, more than anything. I see them often when you're away from me--so tired; I know every line of them. Dear hands!

[Their eyes meet for a second and then she begins to cry--a tearless sobbing.]”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald

tags: hands, heartbreak, love

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“I am not sad anymore.
I am not weak or tender or quiet like you remember because the second you said those words and closed that door, I sold my soul to the part of myself I had buried in order to love you, to let you touch every inch of my rotten body, for I wanted to be touchable and not so strange. Not so sad and tender, like I’ve always been, they say, so I changed.
And then your glances and words throwing knives with no return about my change of habits and ways of living, being, and I nodded and smiled, dying silently a little bit inside.”
― Charlotte Eriksson, You're Doing Just Fine