#dole

But then she often felt like this lately. The world seemed full of transparent frauds that only she could see through. She was forever shouting from the hustings of honesty, though if any honesty were directed at her she ran from it horrified. And she knew it, laughed at herself for it, wretchedly. She was all to pieces. ↗

— Jude Morgan

#romantic

For the first time, she recognized the symptoms of infatuation which she had felt incipiently as a child, as a girl in her early teens, and later as a young woman. The recognition did not lessen the reality, the poignancy of the revelation by any suggestion or promise of instability. The past was nothing to her; offered no lesson which she was willing to heed. The future was a mystery which she never attempted to penetrate. The present alone was significant; was hers, to torture her as it was doing then with the biting conviction that she had lost that which she had held, she had been denied that which her impassioned, newly awakened being demanded. ↗

— Kate Chopin

#teen

I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another til I drop. ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#beatnik #poetic #poetry #prose #confusion

To an adolescent, there is nothing in the world more embarrassing than a parent. ↗

— Dave Barry

#adolescent #embarrassing #more #nothing #parent