#ex

A lover exists only in fragments, a dozen or so if the romance is new, a thousand if we're married to him, and out of those fragments our heart constructs an entire person. What we each create, since whatever is missing is filled by our imagination, is the person we wish him to be. The less we know him, of course, the more we love him. And that's why we always remember that first rapturous night when he was a stranger, and why this rapture returns only when he's dead. ↗

— Andrew Sean Greer

#existentialism #imagination #knowing-someone #knowledge #love

Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist. ↗

— Epicurus

#come #concern #death #does #exist

I thought of the people before me who had looked down at the river and gone to sleep beneath it. I wondered about them. I wondered how they had done it--it, the physical act. I simply wondered about the dead because their days had ended and I did not know how I would get through mine. ↗

— James Baldwin

#existential #death

That boy needs a hobby." "Stalking is a hobby." "So is serial killing. ↗

— Darynda Jones

#death

Don't ever pity me. ↗

— Simone Elkeles

#life #perfect-chemistry #life

You see what you expect to see, Severus. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#what-goes-around-comes-around #death

Life is too fleet for onomatopoeia. ↗

— Mervyn Peake

#fleet #funny #gormenghast #life #life-lessons

Glitch was about as wild and unpredictable as a carrot stick. ↗

— Darynda Jones

#glitch #death

Trust me," Cameron cut in, "there ain't a thing wrong with those two unless you count the unusual and exquisite length of their legs. Brooklyn turned a tight-lipped smile on him. "Thanks so much for that penis-driven observation. ↗

— Darynda Jones

#cameron #death-and-girl-next-door #death

Copulation is no more foul to me than death is. ↗

— Walt Whitman

#sex #death