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“Depression isn’t not understanding that you have something to live for. It’s knowing that you should feel differently, but it’s so bad, that all you want to do is curl up and die”

— Violet Turner~ 3x14 Love Bites

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Joan Didion, from Blue Nights

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“It’s not you. It’s anyone. Sometimes I don’t want anyone around.”

— Joan Didion

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Words to live by for the coming new year.

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“I write to discover what I know.” ― Flannery O'Connor

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“You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.

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“I don’t mean it’s easy or assured; there are the stubborn stumps of shame, grief that remains unsolvable after all the years, a bag of stones that goes with one wherever one goes and however the hour may call for dancing and for light feet. But there is, also, the summoning world, the admirable energies of the world, better than anger, better than bitterness and, because more interesting, more alleviating. And there is the thing that one does, the needle one plies, the work, and within that work a chance to take thoughts that are hot and formless and to place them slowly and with meticulous effort into some shapely heat-retaining form, even as the gods, or nature, or the soundless wheels of time have made forms all across the soft, curved universe — that is to say, having chosen to claim my life, I have made for myself, out of work and love, a handsome life.

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“And now my old dog is dead, and another I had after him, and my parents are dead, and that first world, that old house, is sold and lost, and the books I gathered there lost, or sold — but more books bought, and in another place, board by board and stone by stone, like a house, a true life built, and all because I was steadfast about one or two things: loving foxes, and poems, the blank piece of paper, and my own energy — and mostly the shimmering shoulders of the world that shrug carelessly over the fate of any individual that they may, the better, keep the Niles and the Amazons flowing. And that I did not give to anyone the responsibility for my life. It is mine. I made it. And can do what I want to with it. Live it. Give it back, someday, without bitterness, to the wild and weedy dunes.”

—Mary Oliver, “Staying Alive”

h/t The Marginalian

[via Follies Of God]

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— Mary Oliver, from The Gardener (via lunamonchtuna)

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mary oliver, staying alive

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Fyodor Dostoyevsky // Alanis Morissette

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I want my father to be just my father, the way he has always been, not a separate person with an earlier, mythological life of his own. Knowing too much about other people puts you in their power, they have a claim on you, you are forced to understand their reasons for doing things, and then you are weakened.

Margaret Atwood, from "Cat's eye", 1988