#emo

Right now I’m having amnesia and déjà vu at the same time. I think I’ve forgotten this before. ↗

— Steven Wright

#humor #memory #humor

Tell the truth, or someone will tell it for you. ↗

— Stephanie Klein

#life #memoir #truth #humor

When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth. ↗

— Jess C. Scott

#emotion #friendship #honesty #imagination #individuality

No matter how much suffering you went through, you never wanted to let go of those memories. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#life #life-lessons #memories #life

The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it... ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#emotions #healing #heartbreak #love #nicholas

The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread. ↗

— Mother Teresa

#bread #difficult #hunger #love is #more

I feel too much. That's what's going on.' 'Do you think one can feel too much? Or just feel in the wrong ways?' 'My insides don't match up with my outsides.' 'Do anyone's insides and outsides match up?' 'I don't know. I'm only me.' 'Maybe that's what a person's personality is: the difference between the inside and outside.' 'But it's worse for me.' 'I wonder if everyone thinks it's worse for him.' 'Probably. But it really is worse for me. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#differences #emotions #loneliness #people #personality

The pleasure of remembering had been taken from me, because there was no longer anyone to remember with. It felt like losing your co-rememberer meant losing the memory itself, as if the things we'd done were less real and important than they had been hours before. ↗

— John Green

#loss #memory #remember

The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time. ↗

— Friedrich Nietzsche

#forgetting #happiness #memory #happy

Demon pox, oh demon pox Just how is it acquired? One must go down to the bad part of town Until one is very tired. Demon pox, oh demon pox, I had it all along— Not the pox, you foolish blocks, I mean this very song— For I was right, and you were wrong!" "Will!" Charlotte shouted over the noise, "Have you LOST YOUR MIND? CEASE THAT INFERNAL RACKET! Jem—" Jem, rising to his feet, clapped his hands over Will's mouth. "Do you promise to be quiet?" he hissed into his friend's ear. Will nodded, blue eyes blazing. Tessa was staring at him in amazement; they all were. She had seen Will many things—amused, bitter, condescending, angry, pitying—but never giddy before. Jem let him go. "All right, then." Will slid to the floor, his back against the armchair, and threw up his arms. "A demon pox on all your houses!" he announced, and yawned. "Oh, God, weeks of pox jokes," said Jem. "We're in for it now. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#pox #will #right