“We are unusual and tragic and alive.”— Dave Eggers, A Heartbreaking Work Of Staggering Genius (via books-n-quotes)
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“How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself”— The Waves, Virginia Woolf
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“I am in a good mood. I have washed my seashells to their pristine whiteness. I have started to dream profusely day and night. The blood is circulating again. I write in my head.”— Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary; 1939-1947
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“Kisses, my love, deep ones, to the point of fainting–”— Vladimir Nabokov, in a letter to his wife Véra (1924), Letters to Véra
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“Is it better to out-monster the monster or to be quietly devoured?”— Friedrich Nietzsche, Good and Evil (via books-n-quotes)
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“She gave a single, long, full-throated howl, as if she wanted to rid herself at once of all the cries that pain had stored up in her.”— Albert Camus, from “The First Man,” originally published c. 1994
