It Was A Spring Day, The Sort That Gives People Hope: All Soft Winds And Delicate Smells Of Warm Earth.

“It was a spring day, the sort that gives people hope: all soft winds and delicate smells of warm earth.”

— Susanna Kaysen, from “Girl, Interrupted,” originally published c. 1993

“I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself.”

— Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

— Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita

when oscar wilde said 'i am tired of myself tonight, i should like to be someone else' and when sylvia plath said 'i wish i knew what to do with my life, what to do with my heart' and when rilke said 'this heavy humanness'

“Words create sentences; sentences create paragraphs; sometimes paragraphs quicken and begin to breathe.” - Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft