Sarah

“There’s no room for you in my life anymore. And I don’t owe it to you to make any space.”
― Taylor Jenkins Reid, Malibu Rising

“I told her how the predominant state of my early twenties was loneliness, how it all often felt like a fake life, how I couldn’t escape the feeling that my real, good life was happening somewhere else, and how frightened I was that I might never find out where, and that I’d miss the whole thing loitering off stage.”
― Bea Setton, Berlin

“There was something abstract and gentle about the experience of being ignored—a feeling of being spared, a known impossibility of anything happening—that was consonant with my understanding of love. In theory, of course, I knew that love could be reciprocated. It was a thing that happened, often, to other people. But I was unlike other people in so many ways.”
― Elif Batuman, Either/Or

“I worried that I didn’t know how to play the glorious possibilities of the hand I’d been dealt. Someone else would make great use of this characterful nose, the desire to please, would know what to do with my kind family, great education, and my sympathetic nature. All these gifts had gone largely wasted on me. But it was complicated, this feeling I had, as the sparks melted into a confusion of light – because while I did envy other people for being them, I pitied them for never getting to be me.”
― Bea Setton, Berlin