Walk in silence, Don't turn away, in silence. Your confusion, My illusion, Worn like a mask of self-hate, Confronts and then dies. Don't walk away.
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Walk in silence, Don't turn away, in silence. Your confusion, My illusion, Worn like a mask of self-hate, Confronts and then dies. Don't walk away.
Atmosphere
Joy Division
I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.
Metamorphosis
Franz Kafka
The exquisite rose, shines dull Its withered leaves, drooping with age - Replace with plastic, fake fibre-optic; well-fit, kept fit, perfect fit.
But loneliness pricks me deep in the night like the thorn of your rose, makes me bleed out, I was your bleach blonde baby, you were my brunette...
Some good poetry here.
Last night I dreamt That somebody loved me No hope - but no harm Just another false alarm
Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me
The Smiths
If you're so funny then why are you on your own tonight? And if you're so clever then why are you on your own tonight? If you're so very entertaining then why are you on your own tonight? If you're so very good-looking, why do you sleep alone tonight?" I know 'cause tonight is just like any other night That's why you're on your own tonight.
Lolita, light of my fire, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul.
Lolita
Vladimir Nabokov
You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style.
Lolita
Vladimir Nabokov
He accepted everything. The past was alterable. The past never had been altered. Oceania was at war with Eastasia. Oceania had always been at war with Eastasia. Jones, Aaronson and Rutherford were guilty of the crimes they were charged with. He had never seen the photograph that disproved their guilt. It had never existed, he had invented it. He remembered remembering contrary things, but those were false memories, products of self-deception. How easy it all was! Only surrender, and everything else followed.
Nineteen Eighty-Four
George Orwell
Everything faded into mist. The past was erased, the erasure was forgotten, the lie became truth.
Nineteen Eighty-Four
George Orwell
I did not bow down to you, I bowed down to all the suffering of humanity.
Crime and Punishment
Fyodor Dostoyevsky
We're always thinking of eternity as an idea that cannot be understood, something immense. But why must it be? What if, instead of all this, you suddenly find just a little room there, something like a village bath-house, grimy, and spiders in every corner, and that's all eternity is. Sometimes, you know, I can't help feeling that that's what it is.
Crime and Punishment
Fyodor Dostoyevsky
Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on earth.
Crime and Punishment
Fyodor Dostoyevsky
People don't want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas. their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their messes cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just the big scary unknown.
Survivor
Chuck Palahniuk
The only difference between a suicide and a martyrdom really is the amount of press coverage.
Survivor
Chuck Palahniuk
The history of all hitherto existing society is the history of class struggles.
The Communist Manifesto
Karl Marx
Man is born free and everywhere he is in chains.
The Social Contract
Jean-Jacques Rousseau
If the state did not exist would it be necessary to invent it? Would one be needed. and would it have to be invented?
Anarchy, State, and Utopia
Robert Nozick