"I am not sure that I exist, actually. I am all the writers that I have read, all the people that I have met, all the women that I have loved; all the cities I have visited."
"But I don’t want comfort. I want poetry. I want danger. I want freedom. I want goodness. I want sin."
"She gave me back the ring. And that evening, even if there were other vacillations later on, I learned that I had lost her and that I had arranged to lose her without wanting to, but that was even worse than doing it on purpose—it was the cleanest, most surgical strike I could make."
"It is what you read when you don’t have to that determines what you will be when you can’t help it."
"I swear to you gentlemen, that to be overly conscious is a sickness, a real, thorough sickness."
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, “Notes from Underground”
"To get the full value of joy you must have someone to divide it with."
— Mark Twain. (This is how I feel about traveling. I enjoy traveling alone, but I’d enjoy traveling even more if David would ever take the time off to do so. I’ve been trying to drag him to New Zealand or Ireland for years now. Screw it, I’m visiting Mexico with Cristian.)
"He who delights in solitude is either a wild beast or a god."
"… And I seem to have such strength in me now, that I think I could stand anything, any suffering, only to be able to say and to repeat to myself every moment, ‘I exist.’ In thousands of agonies―I exist. I’m tormented on the rack―but I exist! Though I sit alone on a pillar―I exist! I see the sun, and if I don’t see the sun, I know it’s there. And there’s a whole life in that, in knowing that the sun is there."
— Dmitri Karamazov to his brother Alyosha, The Brothers Karamazov
, Fyodor Dostoyevsky (via micromermaid