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I've been sitting here for a long time, looking at my wounds, and not doing anything. My life has reached a point where the bad parts have stopped, and it doesn't seem like it will ever start again...
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من دائما سعی میکنم چیزی غیر قابل انتقال رو منتقل کنم، چیزی غیر قابل توضیح را توضیح دهم، درباره چیزی بگویم که فقط در استخوان هایم احساس میکنم و فقط در آن استخوان ها میتوان تجربه کرد.
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"We need to move away from this constant need of coming across as calm, cool and collected. We weren't built to be calm, cool, and collected. If we were, it wouldn't feel so exhausting all the time. It would, you know, come naturally to us. You know what comes naturally to human beings though? Being open, being messy, being raw, being unfiltered, having lots of feelings. Why should we have to stifle our true nature? Let's go after the things we want, let's love each other brutally and honestly, and not worry about the consequences. Let's release the feelings inside of us and let them land somewhere special. Otherwise, we might have a lifetime of longing in front of us."
Ryan O'Connell
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مشکل من انتخاب نیست، کنجکاویه هیچ‌وقت نتونستم فقط به یک دنیا تعلق داشته باشم. هر راهی که می‌بینم، دلم می‌خواد تهش رو ببینم. انگار قرار نبوده خودم را در یک چیز پیدا کنم؛ قرار بوده خودم را در همه‌چیز گم کنم.
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In your head, in your head they are fighting,With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head, in your head, they are crying
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How much do you know about Shakespeare,' I once asked a friend who has committed much of her life to studying the Bard. She replied, ‘Not as much as he knows about me.’ Remember this the next time someone tells you literature is useless.
— Don't Turn Away From the Art of Life, by Arnold Weinstein (New York Times, Feb. 2016)
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"I felt like crying but nothing came out.
It was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse.
I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then, but I think I have known it pretty often, too often."
charles bukowski
