#pressing

Knowing how to paint and to use one's colors rightly has not any connection with originality. This originality consists in properly expressing your own impressions. ↗

— Thomas Couture

#colors #connection #consists #expressing #how

It was like this blackness that crept into the corners of my life until everything was grey and dirty. My insides felt burnt out, like if you cut me open, all you would find would be smoke. No heart. No bones. There was nothing left, just the anger. It followed me everywhere. It sat on my bed and watched me sleep and when I had to eat, it looked at me across the table. ↗

— Tanya Byrne

#life #mystery-suspense #sad #anger

No - no - no!" someone was shouting. "No! Fred! No!" And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#death #depressing #fred #harry-potter #j-k-rowling

The songs come from a vulnerable place, but expressing that part of yourself can also make you feel fearless. ↗

— Deana Carter

#come #expressing #fearless #feel #make

why don't we go back out there and tell them what happened? because nothing happened except that everybody has been driven insane and stupid by life. in this society there are only two things that count: don't be caught without money and don't get caught high on any kind of high. (Night Streets of Madness) ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#life #life

...don't act like I didn't for you. I did. Hard. And for a long time. So please, forgive me if now that we're over, I'm exhausted. ↗

— Cecily von Ziegesar

#gossip-girl #sad #forgiveness

Death comes to us all; we can only choose how to face it when it comes. ↗

— Robert Jordan

#inspirational #death

We all have a right to know, and if the government has been suppressing information about other life forms, that's the cruelest hoax of all. ↗

— Dwight Schultz

#been #cruelest #forms #government #hoax

Because whipping an atlas at Jackson's head while he was flirt-touching that Frankie girl in geography would have been very satisfying. And beating him with the Eiffel Tower snowglobe while he kissed Cleo in French would have been tres cathartic. But she hadn't. Instead she'd been egg-like: a hard shell on the outside, and a runny mess on the inside. ↗

— Lisi Harrison

#crush #jealousy #repressing-emotions #school #jealousy

It seemed so simple in a lot of ways, to use a basic melody to pull away from myself. To ease the pain and hide my feelings deep within a metaphor that only I understood. I couldn’t have foreseen that my quiet and dark night of the soul would start me down a path of expression through song. ↗

— Mike Ericksen

#healing-grief #music #music