One reason Helena and I would never be friends is that I am about half as tall as she. People tend to stick to their own size group because it’s easier on the neck. Unless they are romantically involved, in which case the size difference is sexy. It means: I am willing to go the distance for you.
“The Shared Patio” by Miranda July
Telling takes away the need to write. It relieves the pressure. And once that tension dissipates, so does the need to relieve it. First write it, then we’ll talk about it.
Collected Stories by Donald Margulies
You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via giganti)
Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest
We all do shit like this, stuff that’s no good for you. You do it and then there’s no feeling positive about it afterwards.
“Aurora” by Junot Diaz
Jack London, To Build a Fire (via theunquotables)
It wasn’t that I forgot Hanna. But at a certain point the memory of her stopped accompanying me wherever I went. She stayed behind, the way a city stays behind as a train pulls out of the station. It’s there, somewhere behind you, and you could go back and make sure of it. But why should you?
The Reader by Bernhard Schlink
All I do is keep on running in my own cozy, homemade void, my own nostalgic silence. And this is a pretty wonderful thing. No matter what anybody else says.
What I Talk About When I Talk About Running by Haruki Murakami