The wife brought the mirror and all of the fine furnishings in the cellar to her...
I need a place in the world that would say, “you belong here.”
Behind the corpse in the reservoir, behind the ghost on the links, Behind the...– W.H. Auden
Who cares?” she said impatiently. “It’s always one bloody war after another, and...– Orwell, Nineteen Eighty-Four, pp. 161 (via en-joy-division)
People with family histories of alcoholism tend to have lower levels of...– Andrew Solomon (The Noonday Demon: An Atlas of Depression)
There are some things about myself I can’t explain to anyone. There are some things I don’t understand at all. I can’t tell what I think about things or what I’m after. I don’t know what my strengths are or what I’m supposed to do about them. But if I start thinking about these things in too much detail the whole thing gets scary. And if I get scared I can only...