Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.
Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you’ve felt that way.
We’re all going to die, all of us; what a circus! That alone should make us love each other, but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities. We are eaten up by nothing.
What matters most is how well you walk through the fire.
You have to die a few times before you can really
live.
The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.
Find what you love and let it kill you.
An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way.
An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.
There are worse things
than being alone
but it often takes
decades to realize this
and most often when you do
it’s too late
and there’s nothing worse
than too late.
Some lose all mind and become soul, insane.
Some lose all soul and become mind, intellectual.
Some lose both and become accepted.
Real loneliness is not necessarily limited to when you are alone.
Being alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.
Those who escape hell
however
never talk about it
and nothing much
bothers them
after
that.
Of course it’s possible to love a human being if you don’t know them too well.
I stopped looking for a Dream Girl, I just wanted one that wasn’t a nightmare.
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