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“I want her back, Sadie.” “I know you want her back, kid. And I know people saying things like ‘there are plenty more fish in the sea’ is only going to make you hurt more. And I could tell you all about the science of what your brain is going through right now. How its processing a pain as intense as hitting a nerve in your tooth, but it can’t find a source for that pain, so you kind of feel it everywhere. I could tell you that when you fall for someone, the bits of your brain that light up are the same as when you’re hungry or thirsty. And I could tell you that when the person you love leaves you, you starve for them, you crave them, and have withdrawals from them, like an addict would from a drug. And I know this sounds very poetic, or exaggerated, or dramatic, but it’s not. Heartbreak is a science, like love. So, trust me when I say this: you’re wounded right now, but you’ll heal.”

“My pain is my art. I’ve come to realize that broken hearts speak the loudest truth and recovering ears are eager to listen. We drink up the lessons learned by those before us. We take this knowledge and fearlessly jump into our next disaster…we love as though we’ve never sat on the floor of our shower crying until 2 am. We continue as though we’ve never experienced the heartbreak that’s kept us awake for months. With a smile on our face, we dive into another, hoping to find our forever.”

“Every person has a secret inventory of "things". I call them objects of attachment - things that refuse to be forgotten. Perhaps it's a place, a smell, a business card. Whatever it is, they refuse to go unnoticed. These objects are enchanted, taking us back to another time or another place, where things are very different from the way they are now. They make us nostalgic. Playing back memories like old black and white movies, flickering with shimmer and warmth. They are hard to avoid - popping up when your mind is distracted. And regardless of what you threw away, or donated to charity, that is where you find yourself - staring at the game of Scrabble, wondering exactly how each piece used to fit. While I know my inventory and have studied it well, I often wonder which objects I am attached to. And I find myself hoping that one day you find me, unexpectedly tucked away in the back of your closet, or a messy desk drawer - and remember exactly what we once were.”