#abandon

I've gone through the village of my songwriting and my artistry, and I've gone through lots of different phases, including one where it has been very quiet and abandoned me for a few years. ↗

— Carly Simon

#artistry #been #different #few #gone

Life was given to me as a favor, so I may abandon it when it is one no longer. ↗

— Charles de Secondat

#favor #given #i #life #longer

...I will exile my thoughts if they think of you again, and I will rip my lips out if they say your name once more. Now if you do exist, I will tell you my final word in life or in death, I tell you goodbye. ↗

— Knut Hamsun

#frustration #torment #death

Just — just to be clear,” he said. “You want to leave Tonks at her parents’ house and come away with us?” “She’ll be perfectly safe there, they’ll look after her,” said Lupin. He spoke with a finality bordering on indifference. “Harry, I’m sure James would have wanted me to stick with you.” “Well,” said Harry slowly, “I’m not. I’m pretty sure my father would have wanted to know why you aren’t sticking with your own kid, actually. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#james-potter #remus-lupin #death

Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air. ↗

— Gail Caldwell

#cancer #death #friendship #grief #loss

Certainly, the terror of a deserted house swells in geometrical rather than arithmetical progression as houses multiply to form a city of stark desolation. The sight of such endless avenues of fishy-eyed vacancy and death, and the thought of such linked infinities of black, brooding compartments given over to cob-webs and memories and the conqueror worm, start up vestigial fears and aversions that not even the stoutest philosophy can disperse. ↗

— H.P. Lovecraft

#spooky #terror #death

Since the earliest period of our life was preverbal, everything depended on emotional interaction. Without someone to reflect our emotions, we had no way of knowing who we were. ↗

— John Bradshaw

#child-development #life

She had lost herself in this old work, her personality dissolving into it, so that she had been set free. The immortality of the soul lies in its dissolution; this was the cryptic comment that so frustrated Olivier and which Julien had only ever grasped as evidence for the history of a particular school of thought. He had known all about its history, but Julia knew what it meant. He found the realization strangely reassuring. ↗

— Iain Pears

#freedom #immortality #liberation #meaning #philosophy

He judged the instant and let go; he flung himself loose into the stars. ↗

— Annie Dillard

#fiction #inspirational #release #inspirational

We walked to meet each other up at the time of our love and then we have been irresistibly drifting in different directions, and there's no altering that. ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#heartbreak #relationships #love