I am inside someone
who hates me.
— Amiri Baraka, “An Agony. As Now.” (via larmoyante)
I am always sad, I think. Perhaps this signifies that I am not sad at all, because sadness is something lower than your normal disposition, and I am always the same thing. Perhaps I am the only person in the world, then, who never becomes sad. Perhaps I am lucky.
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated (via 13neighbors)
