#in

I am a grenade," I said again. "I just want to stay away from people and read books and think and be with you guys because there's nothing I can do about hurting you: You're too invested, so just please let me do that, okay? "I'm going to go to my room and read for awhile, okay? I'm fine. I really am fine: I just want to go read for a while. ↗

— John Green

#the-fault-in-our-stars

Pain, too, comes from depths that cannot be revealed. We do not know whether those depths are in ourselves or elsewhere, in a graveyard, in a scarcely dug grave, only recently inhabited by withered flesh. This truth, which is banal enough, unravels time and the face, holds up a mirror to me in which I cannot see myself without being overcome by a profound sadness that undermines one's whole being. The mirror has become the route through which my body reaches that state, in which it is crushed into the ground, digs a temporary grave, and allows itself to be drawn by the living roots that swarm beneath the stones. It is flattened beneath the weight of that immense sadness which few people have the privilege of knowing. So I avoid mirrors. ↗

— Tahar Ben Jelloun

#eating-disorder #eating-disorders #mirrors #poetry #self-esteem

Maybe I can do some writing then. The phrase made him sick. It had no meaning anymore. Like a word that is repeated until it becomes gibberish that sentence, for him, had been used to extinction. It sounded silly; like some bit of cliché from a soap opera. Hero saying in dramatic tones – Now, by God, maybe I can do some writing. Senseless. For a moment, though, he wondered if it was true. Now that she was leaving could he forget about her and really get some work done? Quit his job? Go somewhere and hold up in a cheap furnished room and write? You have $123.89 in the bank, his mind informed him. He pretended it was the only thing that kept him from it. But, far back in his mind, he wondered if he could write anything. Often the question threw itself at him when he was least expecting it. You have four hours every morning, the statement would rise like a menacing wraith. You have time to write many thousands of words. Why don't you? And the answer was always lost in a tangle of becauses and wells and endless reasons that he clung to like a drowning man at straws.(“Mad House”) ↗

— Richard Matheson

#writing #writers-block

I criticize by creation - not by finding fault. ↗

— Marcus Tullius Cicero

#criticize #fault #finding #i

I hate auditions - when I'm doing them, I can't wait to get out the bleeding door. ↗

— Ian Hart

#bleeding #doing #door #get #hate

What is the effect of unlimited coinage of silver in this country? and I invite your attention to this particularly, because it is a question of vital importance. ↗

— Richard Parks Bland

#because #country #effect #i #importance

I was quite unable to make any white metal alloy hard enough to be made into powder by my machinery. ↗

— Henry Bessemer

#any #enough #hard #i #into

There is always a certain peace in being what one is, in being that completely. ↗

— Ugo Betti

#being #certain #completely #peace

Some guys can do more talking in the ring, other guys do posing, body building, whatever the hell they do in the ring. But I don't have the big body, and I'm not the big smooth talker, but I can get in the ring and wrestle. ↗

— Owen Hart

#body #building #get #guys #hell

I don't think that old-fashioned idea of record companies exists any more. ↗

— Sophie Ellis Bextor

#companies #exists #i #idea #more