“Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?”
“How did it get so late so soon? It’s night before it’s afternoon.
December is here before it’s June. My goodness, how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?”
“December is the loneliest month. I like to be alone. I just don’t like to be lonely.”
“I know that when you come back tonight to lay next to me, you’ll be even more distant than you were before. This is how we separate, this is how we finish cemented the walls you’ve been too blind to notice I’ve been constructing. You’re going to lose me before you even realize that I’m gone.”
“Well, I can understand how you feel. You worked hard, studying for the spelling bee, and I suppose you feel you let everyone down, and you made a fool of yourself and everything. But did you notice something, Charlie Brown?”
“The world didn’t come to an end.”
“You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”
“What makes the earth feel like Hell is our expectation that it ought to feel like Heaven.”
“Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living.”
“I don’t care what you think about me. I don’t think about you at all.”
“The only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open.”
“Maybe the only thing each of us can see is our own shadow. Carl Jung called this his shadow work. He said we never see others. Instead we see only aspects of ourselves that fall over them. Shadows. Projections. Our associations.
The same way old painters would sit in a tiny dark room and trace the image of what stood outside a tiny window, in the bright sunlight.
The camera obscura.
Not the exact image, but everything reversed or upside down. Maybe the only thing each of us can see is our own shadow.”
“Not that smart. Not that hot. Not that nice. Not that funny. That’s me: I’m not that.”
“Are you upset little friend? Have you been lying awake worrying? Well, don’t worry… I’m here. The flood waters will recede, the famine will end, the sun will shine tomorrow, and I will always be here to take care of you.”
“We always see our worst selves. Our most vulnerable selves. We need someone else to get close enough to tell us we’re wrong. Someone we trust.”
“I think I’m afraid to be happy because whenever I get too happy, something bad always happens.”