You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy, because you understand them but they do not understand you.
Tag: self

I am tired. These people make me feel I have a hole in the middle of me.
What is more basic than the need to be known? It is the entirety of intimacy, the elixir of love, this knowing.
- Audrey Niffenegger, Her Fearful Symmetry (via prettybindings)
More than one person, doubtless like me, writes in order to have no face.
People act according to the way they experience the world. If you can understand their experience, you can understand their behavior.
(via mrsclarkkent)
Between her and what she should feel, there was a gap. She cared about nothing. She wanted to care, but she no longer knew how; it had slipped from her memory, the ability to care.
But there’s no room at all for free spirits in modern academia, with its speech codes and humorless moralizing. So she makes two lives for herself, or three for all we know, or four, and in the end there’s no satisfaction in being multiple Solange St. Croixs instead of one.
Maybe this (leaving academia for a chance at something else) is just a story I want to tell myself about who I am and who I could be. But I guess at the end of the day I’d rather tell my own story and let it fail than follow the plot of someone else’s.
I can’t even say I made my own mistakes. Really – one has to ask oneself – what dignity is there in that?