I'm something that I used to be. I'm never where I feel I am, and if I seek myself, I don't know… — Fernando Pessoa Copy Share Image
I was not allowed to think of him. That was something I tried to be very strict about. Of course I slipped;… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
All the same, my depression and self-hatred, my desire to mutilate myself with broken bottles, my numbness and crying fits, my inability… — Hanif Kureishi Copy Share Image
As long as I kept my body moving I could forget about the emptiness inside. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
