Every once in a while, I have the overwhelming feeling that there is not enough room for me. Within society, my relationships - within my own skin. And I really hate feeling so constricted.
I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and...– Sylvia Plath (via girlinlondon)
She felt as if she were brimming, always producing and hoarding more love inside...– Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated (via imfantasyparade)
Any reviewer who expresses rage and loathing for a novel is preposterous. He or...– Kurt Vonnegut (via mitch-finch)
I woke up in the morning and I didn’t want anything, didn’t do anything,...– Richard Siken (via howmyheartbehaves)
Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike.– J.K. Rowling (via kari-shma)