#diary

All the beautiful waitresses existed like eternal responsibilities. ↗

— Spalding Gray

#desire #despair #diary #longing #monologue

There is beauty in the midst of tragedy. As if beauty were condensing in the heart of ugliness. It's very strange. ↗

— Hélène Berr

#beauty

...she said that life was too precious to cast away; that even the foulest and meanest expression of life was precious, full of grandeur and inestimable beauty, although we are often too blind to recognize it. ↗

— Christi Phillips

#beauty

I may never be happy, but tonight I am content. Nothing more than an empty house, the warm hazy weariness from a day spent setting strawberry runners in the sun, a glass of cool sweet milk, and a shallow dish of blueberries bathed in cream. When one is so tired at the end of a day one must sleep, and at the next dawn there are more strawberry runners to set, and so one goes on living, near the earth. At times like this I'd call myself a fool to ask for more... ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#happiness #journal #life #life

I really don't know what's happened to me, but I have changed from top to toe. I am living in a strange mixture of memories of yesterday and today. ↗

— Hélène Berr

#change

Fear is a communicable disease; it comes out in the sweat and passes from host to host. Fear is an incendiary agent; it combusts with stupidity. ↗

— Brian McGreevy

#combust #disease #fear #host #incendiary

For whatever time I have to live, I intend to enjoy myself." - Midge Rylander in Eighteen Months To Live. ↗

— Rachele Baker

#cancer #courage #diary #hope #inspirational

Why should I be sad? Everyone has to die. If you have a body, it's too late to cry. It's only funerals I can't stand. ↗

— Rachel Klein

#diary #supernatural #death

It (politician) wants to separate them. And to do so it has chosen the worst, blackest pencil of all - the pencil of war, which spells only misery and death. ↗

— Zlata Filipović

#war #young-generation #death