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“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson

“what is fiction in particular is truth in general.”
― Multatuli (Eduard Douwes Dekker), Max Havelaar, or the Coffee Auctions of the Dutch Trading Company

“I was anti-everything and everyone. I didn't want people around me. This aversion was not some big crippling anxiety; merely a mature recognition of my own psychological vulnerability and my lack of suitability as a companion. Thoughts jostled for space in my crowded brain as i struggled to give them some order which might serve to motivate my listless life.”
― Irvine Welsh, The Acid House

“It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.”
― Charles Bukowski, Pulp: Charles Bukowski's Final Hardboiled Noir Comedy – Lady Death, Aliens, and the Absurd

“And so the little poet poetized away his never-ending poem and even the silliest woman could poetize with him. But they couldn't be together. And maybe that was what made it so beautiful.”
― Nescio, Amsterdam Stories

“En we zaten weer stil en dachten er aan dat wij geen reden van bestaan hadden.”
― Nescio, Mene Tekel

“En toen met eenige variatie herhaalde i zijn oude rêverie over 't water. Van 't water dat maar altijd naar 't westen stroomde, dat iederen avond naar de zon stroomde. In Nijmegen liep een ouwe dokter rond, die drie-en-vijftig jaar lang 's morgens op 't zelfde uur dezelfde wandeling had gemaakt. Over 't Valkhof en aan de Noordzijde naar beneden en de Waalkade af tot aan de brug. Dat is meer dan 19300 maal. En altijd stroomde 't water naar het westen. En dat beteekende nog niets. Het heeft zeker honderd maal drie en vijftig jaar naar dien kant gestroomd. En langer. Nu ligt de brug er over. Nog maar kort, nog maar wat jaren. En toch heel lang. Ieder jaar is 356 dagen, tien jaar is 3650 zonnen. Iedere dag is 24 uur, en ieder uur gaat er meer door de hoofden van al die tobbende menschen dan je in duizende boeken zou kunnen opschrijven. Duizende tobbers die de brug gezien hebben, zijn nu dood. En toch ligt i er nog maar kort. Veel, veel langer stroomde het water daar. En er was een tijd toen dat water er niet stroomde. Die tijd is nog veel langer geweest. Dood zijn die tobbers gegaan bij honderde en honderde millioenen. Wie kent ze nog? En hoeveel zullen er sterven na dezen? Ze tobben maar, tot God ze wegraapt. En je zou denken: God zou ze een lol doen als i ze plotseling te grazen nam. Maar God weet beter dan jij of ik. Tobben willen ze, blijven voorttobben. En onderwijl gaat de zon op en onder, de rivier daar stroomt naar 't Westen en blijft stroomen tot daar ook een eind aan komt.”
― Nescio, De Uitvreter

“Can you squeeze me
into an empty page of your diary
and psychologically save me?”
― Morrissey

“There's more to life than books, you know. But not much more.”
― Morrissey

“It's so easy to laugh
It's so easy to hate
It takes guts to be gentle and kind”
― Morrissey

“Sometimes my day is crammed full of people and talk and yet I have the feeling of living in utter peace and quiet. And the tree outside my window, in the evenings, is a greater experience than all those people put together.”
― Etty Hillesum

“Become simple and live simply, not only within yourself but also in your everyday dealings. Don’t make ripples all around you, don’t try to be interesting, keep your distance, be honest, fight the desire to be thought fascinating by the outside world.”
― Etty Hillesum

“One must also accept that one has 'uncreative' moments. The more honestly one can accept that, the quicker these moments will pass.”
― Etty Hillesum

“Each of us must turn inward and destroy in himself all that he thinks he ought to destroy in others.”
― Etty Hillesum

“How puzzling all these changes are! I'm never sure what I'm going to be, from one minute to another.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland

“- Zo vreemd, zegt ze, dat wij hier nu samen zijn, onbegrijpelijk. Ik denk dikwijls dat er eigenlijk niet veel verschil is tussen leven en dromen. Het verschil is maar schijnbaar, doordat we, als we wakker zijn, alles veel te bevooroordeeld bekijken om te zien dat het leven ook een droom is.”
― Willem Frederik Hermans, Nooit meer slapen

“Man is the only creature who refuses to be what he is.”
― Albert Camus

“Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal.”
― Albert Camus

“She was breathing deeply, she forgot the cold, the weight of beings, the insane or static life, the long anguish of living or dying. After so many years running from fear, fleeing crazily, uselessly, she was finally coming to a halt. At the same time she seemed to be recovering her roots, and the sap rose anew in her body, which was no longer trembling. Pressing her whole belly against the parapet, leaning toward the wheeling sky, she was only waiting for her pounding heart to settle down, and for the silence to form in her. The last constellations of stars fell in bunches a little lower on the horizon of the desert, and stood motionless. Then, with an unbearable sweetness, the waters of the night began to fill her, submerging the cold, rising gradually to the center of her being, and overflowing wave upon wave to her moaning mouth. A moment later, the whole sky stretched out above her as she lay with her back against the cold earth.”
― Albert Camus

“There's no lack of void.”
― Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot

“Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on earth.”
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

“I am a dreamer. I know so little of real life that I just can't help re-living such moments as these in my dreams, for such moments are something I have very rarely experienced. I am going to dream about you the whole night, the whole week, the whole year. I feel I know you so well that I couldn't have known you better if we'd been friends for twenty years. You won't fail me, will you? Only two minutes, and you've made me happy forever. Yes, happy. Who knows, perhaps you've reconciled me with myself, resolved all my doubts.

When I woke up it seemed to me that some snatch of a tune I had known for a long time, I had heard somewhere before but had forgotten, a melody of great sweetness, was coming back to me now. It seemed to me that it had been trying to emerge from my soul all my life, and only now-

If and when you fall in love, may you be happy with her. I don't need to wish her anything, for she'll be happy with you. May your sky always be clear, may your dear smile always be bright and happy, and may you be for ever blessed for that moment of bliss and happiness which you gave to another lonely and grateful heart. Isn't such a moment sufficient for the whole of one's life?”
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights

“And the more I drink the more I feel it. That's why I drink too. I try to find sympathy and feeling in drink.... I drink so that I may suffer twice as much!”
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

“Why do people think being with someone is the answer to everything?”
― Elizabeth Scott, Love You Hate You Miss You

“I understand, all right. The hopeless dream of being - not seeming, but being. At every waking moment, alert. The gulf between what you are with others and what you are alone. The vertigo and the constant hunger to be exposed, to be seen through, perhaps even wiped out. Every inflection and every gesture a lie, every smile a grimace. Suicide? No, too vulgar. But you can refuse to move, refuse to talk, so that you don't have to lie. You can shut yourself in. Then you needn't play any parts or make wrong gestures. Or so you thought. But reality is diabolical. Your hiding place isn't watertight. Life trickles in from the outside, and you're forced to react. No one asks if it is true or false, if you're genuine or just a sham. Such things matter only in the theatre, and hardly there either. I understand why you don't speak, why you don't move, why you've created a part for yourself out of apathy. I understand. I admire. You should go on with this part until it is played out, until it loses interest for you. Then you can leave it, just as you've left your other parts one by one.”
― Ingmar Bergman

“I'll tell you something banal.We're emotional illiterates.And not only you and I-practically everybody,that's the depressing thing.We're taught everything about the body and about agriculture in Madagascar and about the square root of pi, or whatever the hell it's called,but not a word about the soul.We're abysmally ignorant,about both ourselves and others.There's a lot of loose talk nowadays to the effect that children should be brought up to know all about brotherhood and understanding and coexistence and equality and everything else that's all the rage just now.But it doesn't dawn on anyone that we must first learn something about ourselves and our own feelings.Our own fear and loneliness and anger.We're left without a chance,ignorant and remorseful among the ruins of our ambitions.To make a child aware of it's soul is something almost indecent.You're regarded as a dirty old man.How can you understand other people if you don't know anything about yourself?Now you're yawning,so that's the end of the lecture.”
― Ingmar Bergman

“I want to confess as best I can, but my heart is void. The void is a mirror. I see my face and feel loathing and horror. My indifference to man has shut me out. I live now in a world of ghosts, a prisoner in my dreams.”
― Ingmar Bergman, The Seventh Seal

“It's better to be hated for who you are, than to be loved for someone you're not. It's a sign of your worth sometimes, if you're hated by the right people.”
― Bette Davis

“If everybody likes you, you're pretty dull.”
― Bette Davis

“It is very simple to be happy, but it is very difficult to be simple.”
― Rabindranath Tagore