Black clouds Quote by Roland Barthes

“Night, the time I can stop worrying about my life and drift off into the abyss, free from conscious thought. It is my only…

— Jaime Guerard

“Frequently, walking down the streets in Paris alone, I've suddenly come upon myself in a store window grinning foolishly away at the thought that…

— Elaine Dundy

“Continuing up Rennes. Dodging little Saabs and Renaults. Loving walking here. Sun alternately streaming. Obliterating physiognomies. No longer nouns. But movement. Disappearing. Now heavily…

— Gail Scott

“With your absence I have realised that hoe the once, warm comforting streets have suddenly turned to become so cold and dark”

— Kiran Joshi

“...the solitude was intoxicating. On my first night there I lay on my back on the sticky carpet for hours, in the murky orange…

— Tana French

“No one is harming you, you are fine, you sit in silence, alone in a desolate park after the rain, or in a cozy…

— László Krasznahorkai

“The only recourse for an escape artist from world affairs is to explore their inner sanctum where hopes, dreams, insecurities, and despair collide.”

— Kilroy J. Oldster

“Now you are walking in Paris all alone in the crowd As herds of bellowing buses drive by Love's anguish tightens your throat As…

— Guillaume Apollinaire

“Now you stride alone through the Paris crowds Busses in bellowing herds roll by Anguish clutches your throat As if you would never again…

— Anonymous

“How much I wanted to move into these rooms and live forever in this domain of medieval autumns and mute winters, serving out my…

— Thomas Ligotti

“One thinks of nothing,’ he continued; ‘the hours slip by. Motionless we traverse countries we fancy we see, and your thought, blinding with the…

— Gustave Flaubert

“The intensity of my grief hits the mountains across Eclipse Sound, and then echoes throughout Arctic. There’s nobody around. I can barely see the…

— Shannon M Mullen