The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd - The longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.
The worst loneliness is to not be comfortable with yourself.
My biggest fear is that eventually you will see me the way I see myself.
But what do you do when you’re out of touch, what do you do?
And how do you live with a conscience so caught up, how do you live?