“This is what you wanted. Isn’t it?” he said. “I know.” She blew her nose. “But I can still feel sad about it.”
Source: The Marriage Gap Year
“And here face down beneath the sun
And here upon earth's noonward height
To feel the always coming on
The always rising of the night”
Source: Collected Poems, 1917-1982
“We often don’t even realize something is broken until someone else shows us a better way.”
Source: Four Thousand Weeks: Time Management for Mortals
“As the train passes, she tilts her head back and wails her loss and rage into the wind. And even though it guts me, even though I smash my fists into the glass until they bruise, I’m grateful for her final gift. That she’s denied Plutarch the chance to broadcast our farewell.”
“He left sticky notes on mirrors: “Reminder: You are not a joke. You are the structure that allows the joke to exist.”
Source: Entropy in Love and Other Errors: Absurdist Short Stories about Meaning, Glitches, and Goodbyes
“He walked into the spotlight. The crowd cheered. He waited.
And then, with no warning, he let out a single, clear laugh.
It came out of him like a floodgate bursting. High-pitched, joyous, real. He laughed until his face crumpled, until his knees gave way, until he collapsed to the floor.
They thought it was the act.
They laughed harder.
Some stood. Some applauded.
A child shouted, “Do it again!”
But Bobo lay still.
His rubber nose squeaked against the stage floor.
His heart didn’t.
The laughter swelled like an ocean, unknowing, unrelenting. The curtain dropped.
Behind it, a small notebook fell from his jacket. It opened to a single scribbled line:
“The joke was me.”
Source: Entropy in Love and Other Errors: Absurdist Short Stories about Meaning, Glitches, and Goodbyes
“I don't know if I'm extremely sensitive or life is unbearable.”
“Dreamt of you again last night. We were spooning, your arms tight around me. I could feel your breath on my neck, your hand on my hip. Your thoughts in my head. Your soul in my body. Love ripping through me all night like a storm. Desperate heartache ever since. Been telling everyone at the restaurant I have allergies to explain the tears.
...
Miss you like the earth misses rain.”
Source: When the World Tips Over
“I am my own worst disaster.”
Source: Girl in Pieces
“[…] I never in my life had any plans, none of it makes any sense, none of it adds up.”
Source: Play it as it Lays