#ape

Surely it is an odd way to spend your life - sitting alone in a room with a pen in your hand, hour after hour, day after day, year after year, struggling to put words on pieces of paper in order to give birth to what does not exist, except in your head. Why on earth would anyone want to do such a thing? The only answer I have ever been able to come up with is: because you have to, because you have no choice. ↗

— Paul Auster

#loneliness #paper #words #writer #writing

This was the time in her life that she fell upon books as the only door out of her cell. They became half her world. ↗

— Michael Ondaatje

#escape #literature #reading #words #life

Then from those profound slumbers we awake in a dawn, not knowing who we are, being nobody, newly born, ready for anything, the brain emptied of that past which was life until then. And perhaps it is more wonderful still when our landing at the waking-point is abrupt and the thoughts of our sleep, hidden by a cloak of oblivion, have no time to return to us gradually, before sleep ceases. Then, from the black storm through which we seem to have passed (but we do not even say we), we emerge prostrate, without a thought, a we that is void of content. ↗

— Marcel Proust

#renewal #self #void #life

I like shape very much. A novel has to have shape, and life doesn't have any. ↗

— Jean Rhys

#i #life #like #much #novel

إن ضغط الدم و القلق و الأرق الذى يصيبنى من الحقائق أفضل من الخنوثة و التراخى و الفتور الذى يصيبنى من التطامن و التفاؤل.إن تطامن يربى الشحم على قلبى و شعورى,و يميتنى بالسكتة لأقل خيبة أمل و لأتفه خبر غير متوقع,و كل الأخبار تصبح فى هذه الحالة غير متوقعة. ↗

— مصطفى محمود

#news #newspaper #optimism #reality-papers #life

Before I knew escape, life was something to be endured, passively. Now I hunger for it. ↗

— Kristin Halbrook

#life #life

By God, I shall spend the rest of my life getting my heart back, healing and forgetting every scar you put upon me when I was a child. The first move I ever made, after the cradle, was to crawl for the door, and every move I have made since has been an effort to escape. ↗

— Thomas Wolfe

#life

Feeling Robyn grow still, Shay’s heart stopped for a microsecond. Dread cut through her like ice. She looked at the female and noticed her staring at Shay’s upper thigh. She swallowed hard, afraid of what the woman might be thinking of her now, of the symbol tattooed into her skin. Just under the denim, but poking out enough, was the brand she’d worn her whole life. The dark moon rising out of the clouds. The mark of the Onyx Pack ↗

— Lia Davis

#ashwood-falls #lia-davis #romance #shapeshifter #wolf

My body is the shape I live in and it shapes the way I live. ↗

— Raquel Welch

#life #living #shape #life

There’s no magical healing in this. I won’t wake up tomorrow fixed and joyful. I’ll still hurt and grieve. But moments like this, with Colton? They make it all bearable. He doesn't fix me, doesn't heal me. He just makes life worthwhile. He helps me remember to breathe, shows me how to smile again. He kisses me, and I can forget pain, forget the urges I still have to cut for the pain that erases the emotions. ↗

— Jasinda Wilder

#colton #cutter #cutting #escape #falling