If you hear a voice within you say 'you cannot paint,' then by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced.
-Vincent Van Gogh
Brenna twohy from Swallowtell //Sanna Wani, “Who is the Sun, Asking for Sleep?”, My Grief, the Sun // Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.
And for you, a thousand times over I will.
-The diaries of Franz Kafka, 1910-1913
"That was a long time ago, but it’s wrong what they say about the past, I’ve learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out. Looking back now, I realize I have been peeking into that deserted alley for the last twenty-six years".
-Khaled Hosseini, The kite runner
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights
Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness