Mikay

“When one is alone, imperfection must be endured every minute of the day; a couple, however, does not have to put up with it. Aren’t our eyes made to be torn out, and our hearts for the same purpose? At the same time it’s really not that bad; that’s an exaggeration and a lie, everything is exaggeration, the only truth is longing. But even the truth of longing is not so much its own truth; it’s really an expression for everything else, which is a lie. This sounds crazy and distorted, but it’s true. Moreover, perhaps it isn’t love when I say you are what I love the most - you are the knife I turn inside myself, this is love. This, my dear, is love.”
― Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

“A complete life may be one ending in so full identification with the non-self that there is no self to die.”
― Bernard Berenson

“Eu vou embora, mas não vou passar fome, não vou ser miserável, não vou para o inferno. Sabe por que, titia? Porque não é você que decide isso. Porque Deus não gosta mais de você do que de mim. Implore por minha desgraça, reze todos os terços pra Deus me levar pro inferno, e, ainda assim, as minhas chances de conhecer o paraíso são iguais às suas.”
― Carla Madeira, Tudo é Rio

“He is terribly afraid of dying because he hasn’t yet lived.”
― Franz Kafka