Ma. You Once Told Me That Memory Is A Choice. But If You Were God, You’d Know It’s A Flood.

"It is hard to wait for people to make amends for and if you told them how they hurt you, they'd only feel bad about it and then you'd feel worse about yourself."

Llana Masad, All my mother's lovers

All I wanted to say is life could be hard sometimes so go easy on yourself.

"Maybe we just lived between hurting and healing."

Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

"I often look for books that are like medicine, that fit my situation and my thoughts, and I read them over and over again until the pages are tattered, underlining everything, and still the book will have something to give me. Books never tire of me. And in time they present a solution, quietly waiting until I am fully healed. That’s one of the nicest things about books."

I Want to Die but I Want to Eat Tteokbokki, Baek Sehee

"We are all alone trapped in these bodies and our minds and whatever company we have in this life is only fleeting and superficial."

Jennifer Niven, All the bright places

"In the end, the thing that broke me also made me whole."

The broken heart gallery

“Soon we’ll be old and ugly. Life is short, you know? Die young and leave a beautiful corpse. Who said that?”

“Someone who liked fucking corpses.”

Ottessa Mosfegh, My Year of Rest and Relaxation

"What had happened that night in the Odysseides home was like phantom tide that swept in and out of her mind, etching deeper into the sand with each return. Sometimes she could go weeks without thinking about it, sometimes days, sometimes only hours. But then it would come again: diconnection from the body she fought so hard to strengthen, the suffocating feeling of powerlessness."

Llana Masad, Lore

"How was a friendship any more codependent than a relationship? Why was it admirable when you were twenty-seven but creepy when you were thirty-seven? Why wasn’t friendship as good as a relationship? Why wasn’t it even better? It was two people who remained together, day after day, bound not by sex or physical attraction or money or children or property, but only by the shared agreement to keep going, the mutual dedication to a union that could never be codified. Friendship was witnessing another’s slow drip of miseries, and long bouts of boredom, and occasional triumphs. It was feeling honored by the privilege of getting to be present for another person’s most dismal moments, and knowing that you could be dismal around him in return."

A little life, Hanya Yanagihara

KAREN: I think people that are too similar…they don’t mix well. I used to think soul mates were two of the same. I used to think I was supposed to look for somebody that was just like me.

I don’t believe in soul mates anymore and I’m not looking for anything. But if I did believe in them, I’d believe your soul mate was somebody who had all the things you didn’t, that needed all the things you had. Not somebody who’s suffering from the same stuff you are.

Daisy Jones and the six, Taylor Jenkins Reid