By Category: Self

“In the books I read the sinners are always more interesting than the saints, and in real life good people are dismally dull. I've no desire to be wicked, but I do want to be happy. A short life and a gay one for me and I'm willing to pay for my pleasure if it is necessary.”

-A Long Fatal Love Chase, Louisa May Alcott

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“Got the scars to remind me
Watched the clocks go around
I've walked myself through some days
That have put me where I am

In another time
In another place
All things might have been in place
But for now I'm finding myself -- up here standing on a rooftop -- screaming
'Hey World! Are you listening,
Listening to me?
I'm here & I'm hurting
To begin again!'

It's another time, it's another place
We are making more old days
But for now I'm finding myself -- out here standing on my doorstep -- screaming
'Hey World! Are you listening,
Listening to me?
I'm here & I'm hurting
To begin again!'
'Hey World! I'm ready to listen -ready to listen
And learn something new
I'm here & I'm willing
To get myself through'”

-Rooftops, Alkaline Trio

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“And I've been through many strange confusions
Splitting myself into too many faces
Now the mirror is broken, I can see the worms behind.”

-Apollo, Alphaville

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“You say 'There's not a lot of me left anymore- just leave it alone.
But if you're by, and you have the time,
Tell the Northern Lights to keep shining -
Lately it seems like they're drowning'”

-Amber Waves, Tori Amos

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“Give me life,
Give me pain,
Give me myself again.”

-Little Earthquakes, Tori Amos

Recommended by Jaine.

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“Pride is something we have. Vanity is something others have.”

-Anonymous

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“Sometimes in our confusion, we see not the world as it is, but the world though eyes blurred by the mind.”

-Anonymous

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“You say you hate the way you are then why must you insist on making me your clone?”

-Anonymous

Recommended by Lahna.

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“You were born an original. Don't die a clone.”

-Anonymous

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“I was a bird, I was flying over stripped earth
Desperate to land desperate to perch - that's how I'd feel
Seldom we find the peace we deserve
Desperate to love, needing rebirth - that's how I'd feel.”

-Caroline, Angie Aparo

Recommended by Shay.

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“And I'll be your girl, if you say it's a gift
And you give me some more of your drugs
Yeah, I'll be your pet, if you just tell me it's a gift
Cuz I'm tired of whys, choking on whys,
Just need a little because, because
I let the beast in and then;
I even tried forgiving him, but it's too soon
So I'll fight again, again, again, again, again.”

-Fast As You Can, Fiona Apple

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“You have no idea what I can do.”

-Apt Pupil [movie]

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“I guess I live up in my head
I call you up but my phone is dead
And now it's too much
The doctor said I need a cure
But what I got he's not really sure
And I won't say much.”

-You Are The Dark, Joseph Arthur

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“I'm up all night against my will
My medicine won't let me feel anything at all
The doctor gave me sleeping pills and I took one
Then I feel all alone, sleeping like a stone.”

-You Are The Dark, Joseph Arthur

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“Unrequited love, at that period of my life, the only kind I seemed capable of feeling. This caused me much pain, but in retrospect I had to see the advantages. It provided all the emotional jolts of the other kind without any of the risks, it did not interfere with my life, which, although meager, was mine and predictable, and it involved no decisions. In the world of stark physical reality it might call for the removal of my ill-fitting garments (in the dark or the bathroom, if possible: no woman wants a man to see her safety pins), but it left undisturbed metaphysical counterparts. My Plutonic vision of myself resembled an Egyptian mummy, a mysteriously wrapped object that might or might not fall into dust if uncovered. But unrequited love demanded no stripteases.”

-Hair Jewellery, Margaret Atwood

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“You know the games I play
And the words I say
When I want my own way
You know the lies I tell
When you've gone through hell
And I say I can't stay
You know how hard it can be
To keep believing in me
When everything and everyone
Becomes my enemy and when
There's nothing more you can do
I'm gonna blame it on you
It's not the way I want to be
I only hope that in the end you will see
It's the Opheliac in me,
it's the Opheliac in me.”

-Opheliac, Emilie Autumn

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“Say your name over two hundred times and discover you are no one.”

-The Running Man, Richard Bachman (Stephen King)

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“Often I've thought of myself as a state; a country or, at the very least, a city. It used to seem to me that the different ways I felt sometimes about ideas, courses of action and so on were like the differing political moods that countries go through. It has always seemed to me that people vote in a new government not because they actually agree with their politics but just because they want a change. Somehow they think that things will be better under the new lot. Well, people are stupid, but it all seems to have more to do with mood, caprice and atmosphere than carefully thought-out arguments. I can feel the same sort of thing going on in my head. Sometimes the thoughts and feelings I had didn't really agree with each other, so I decided I must be lots of different people inside my brain.”

-The Wasp Factory, Iain Banks

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“It's like a dream you try to remember but it's gone
Then you try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn
When you try to see the world beyond your front door.”

-Pinch Me, Barenaked Ladies

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“I am the wound and the knife!
I am the blow and the cheek!
I am the limbs and the wheel--
The victim and the executioner!”

-L'Héautontimorouménos, Charles Baudelaire

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“How little remains of the man I once was, save the memory of him! But remembering is only a new form of suffering.”

-La Fanfarlo, Charles Baudelaire

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“Me, I drink, I still smoke, I still eat all kinds of stuff they tell me not to eat - I don't even floss, for God's sake. My circulation works like the post office, and even my cholesterol has arthritis. Only reason I've lasted this long is I had this stupid job teaching beautiful, useless stuff to idiots.”

-Professor Gottesman and the Indian Rhinoceros, Peter S. Beagle

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“Prince Lir stood between her body and the Bull, weaponless, but with his hands up as though they still held a sword and shield. Once more in that endless night, the prince said, 'No.'

He looked very foolish, and he was about to be trampled flat. The Red Bull could not see him, and would kill him without ever knowing that he had been in the way. Wonder and love and great sorrow shook Schmendrick the Magician then, and came together inside him, and filled him, filled him until he felt himself brimming and flowing with something that was none of these. He did not believe it, but it came to him anyway, as it had touched him twice before and left him more barren than he had been. This time, there was too much of it for him to hold: it spilled through his skin, sprang from his fingers and toes, welled up equally in his eyes and his hair and the hollows of his shoulders. There was too much to hold, too much ever to use; and still he found himself weeping with the pain of his impossible greed. He thought, or said, or sang, 'I did not know that I was so empty, to be so full.'”

-The Last Unicorn, Peter S. Beagle

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“One day you'll be blind, like me. You'll be sitting there, a speck in the void, in the dark, for ever, like me.
(Pause)
One day you'll say to yourself, I'm tired, I'll sit down, and you'll go and sit down. Then you'll say, I'm hungry, I'll get up and get something to eat. But you won't get up. You'll say, I shouldn't have sat down, but since I have I'll sit on a little longer, then I'll get up and get something to eat. But you won't get up and you won't get anything to eat.
(Pause)
You'll look at the wall a while, then you'll say, I'll close my eyes, perhaps have a little sleep, after that I'll feel better, and you'll close them. And when you open them again there'll be no wall any more.
(Pause)
Infinite emptiness will be all around you, all the resurrected dead of all the ages wouldn't fill it, and there you'll be like a little bit of grit in the middle of the steppe.
(Pause)
Yes, one day you'll know what it is, you'll be like me, except that you won't have anyone with you, because you won't have had pity on anyone and because there won't be anyone left to have pity on.”

-Endgame, Samuel Beckett

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“Perhaps my best years are gone. When there was a chance of happiness. But I wouldn't want them back. Not with the fire in me now. No, I wouldn't want them back.”

-Krapp's Last Tape, Samuel Beckett

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