Kristine

“Little Fly
Thy summers play,
My thoughtless hand
Has brush'd away.

Am not I
A fly like thee?
Or art not thou
A man like me?

For I dance
And drink & sing:
Till some blind hand
Shall brush my wing.

If thought is life
And strength & breath:
And the want
Of thought is death;

Then am I
A happy fly,
If I live,
Or if I die”
― William Blake, Songs of Innocence and of Experience

“love obsession often serves as a distraction, keeping the individual’s gaze from more painful thoughts.”
― Irvin D. Yalom, The Gift of Therapy

“The path to decision may be hard because it leads into the territory of both finiteness and groundlessness—domains soaked in anxiety.”
― Irvin D. Yalom, The Gift of Therapy

“None of us really changes over time. We only become more fully what we are.”
― Anne Rice, The Vampire Lestat