PERSONALISED STARTERS : VOL.3 / JANE FOSTER / DOKKSTJARNA
❛ Some people are born with a piece of night inside, and that hollow place can never be filled. ❜
❛ This is bigger than you and me now. ❜
❛ I know you’re here. I can feel it. ❜
❛ The ruminations are mine, let the world be yours. ❜
❛ I was looking to the sky tonight hoping to find you in any of the stars out there. ❜
❛ Darkness never satisfies. Especially if it takes something away which it almost always invariably does. ❜
❛ Emotions have become a disease in me. ❜
❛ I’m the ocean, the earth. ❜
❛ There are ways of dying that don’t end in funerals. Types of death you can’t smell. ❜
❛ It’s just silent, no sound at all. It’s like something’s waiting. ❜
❛ You say they create their own reality, but what is reality? ❜
❛ Love is a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover. ❜
❛ Death frees from the fear of dying. ❜
❛ How awful, the way time passes. ❜
❛ It’s enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment. ❜
❛ I have done bad things. I can’t take them back, and they are part of who I am. ❜
❛ There is a terrible emptiness in me, an indifference that hurts. ❜
❛ Thanks for finding me. ❜
❛ Did you tell him what I showed you in the dark? ❜
❛ People are born in order to live, right? But the longer I’ve lived, the more I’ve lost what’s inside me. ❜
❛ All you said was that I had to kill you. You didn’t say how. ❜
❛ If you really want to know something, you have to be willing to pay the price. ❜
❛ I loved you. I was a monster, but I loved you. ❜
❛ Cruel nature has won again. ❜
❛ The sun climbs high in the sky, then starts down. People come, then go ❜
❛ Some things are forgotten, some things disappear, some things die. ❜
❛ You are extraordinary. ❜
❛ You can’t expect something unreal to last anyway, can you? ❜
❛ Truth is singular. Its ‘versions’ are mistruths. ❜