- February 16, 1914
- The diaries of Franz Kafka, 1914-1923
[ID: "February 16. Wasted day. My only joy was the hope that last night has given me of sleeping better." End ID]

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- February 16, 1914
- The diaries of Franz Kafka, 1914-1923
[ID: "February 16. Wasted day. My only joy was the hope that last night has given me of sleeping better." End ID]
“And he cries and cries, cries for everything he has been, for everything he might have been, for every old hurt, for every old happiness, cries for the shame and joy of finally getting to be a child, with all of a child’s whims and wants and insecurities, for the privilege of behaving badly and being forgiven, for the luxury of tenderness, of fondness, of being served a meal and being made to eat it, for the ability, at last, at last, of believing a parent’s reassurances.”
Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life
“You can only grow if you’re willing to feel awkward and uncomfortable when you try something new.”
— Brian Tracy
“You lost all interest in this world. You were disappointed and discouraged, and lost interest in everything. So you abandoned your physical body. You went to a world apart and you’re living a different kind of life there. In a world that’s inside you.”
— Haruki Murakami
Im happy, hurting, and healing at the same time. dont ask me how
“I am half child, half ancient”
— Bjork
— Sunrise, by Louise Glück
but the Queen is very sweet 🥺 she reminds me of my grandma
does your grandma hoard 88 billion pounds worth of wealth whilst prancing around wearing jewels stolen from Africa and India? in which case i'll evict your grandma too
women are considered fragile but I’ve never seen anything as easily wounded as a man’s ego
“Hurt people hurt people. That’s how pain patterns gets passed on, generation after generation after generation. Break the chain today. Meet anger with sympathy, contempt with compassion, cruelty with kindness. Greet grimaces with smiles. Forgive and forget about finding fault. Love is the weapon of the future.”
— Yehuda Berg
“But all the magic I have known I’ve had to make myself.”
— Shel Silverstein
“We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.”
— Maya Angelou
“How can I describe my life to you? I think a lot, listen to music. I’m fond of flowers.”
— Susan Sontag, from “Death Kit,” published c. January 1967
“Life is boring, except for flowers, sunshine, your perfect legs. A glass of cold water when you are really thirsty. The way bodies fit together. Fresh and young and sweet. Coffee in the morning. These are just moments. I struggle with the in-betweens. I just want to never stop loving like there is nothing else to do, because what else is there to do?”
— Pablo Neruda (via rootsofpassion)
Sorry but If I saw a door into another world of course I would go through .
“You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place because you’ll never be this way ever again.”
— Azar Nafisi
“This is not goodbye, my darling, this is a thank you. Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy, thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return. Thank you for the memories I will cherish forever. But most of all, thank you for showing me that there will come a time when I can eventually let you go.”
— Nicholas Sparks