Is it really possible to tell someone else what one feels?
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Is it really possible to tell someone else what one feels?
I've survived a lot of things, and I'll probably survive this.
— J.D. Salinger
“Something happened inside me. A huge and uncontrollable wave ran through me and crashed on the shore that was my heart.”
— Benjamin Alire Sáenz, The Inexplicable Logic of My Life
ثمة شيء آخر، غير الموت ،يقتلنا
You made me feel like you put the whole world on my shoulder and told me to walk
Hearts are fragile things. That's why you have to be so careful.
— Lauren Oliver, Delirium
I want to sleep, I want dreams to pull me from this world and make me forget. To stop the memories from swirling around me. To put an end to this ache that consumes me.
— Carrie Ryan
“Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.”
— Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
I'm in pain because the day is ending and somehow l am never healing.
Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters
"إني شقيت حين علمت، وكُنت سعيدًا قبل أن اعلم"
وفي رواية اخرى "فضيع جهل مايجري وافضع منه ان تدري" :(
“I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it”
— Stephen Chbosky; The Perks of Being a Wallflower
But we were something, don't you think so?