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“I've made my thoughts clear enough on what I want from you.' He'd never met someone able to imply so much in so few words, in placing so much emphasis on you as to make it an outright insult. Cassian clenched his jaw. And didn't bother to restrain himself when he said, 'I'm tired of playing these bullshit games.' She kept her chin high, the portrait of queenly arrogance. 'I'm not.' 'Well, everyone else is. Perhaps you can find it in yourself to try a little harder this year.' Those striking eyes slid toward him, and it was an effort to stand his ground. 'Try?' 'I know that's a foreign word to you.' Nesta stopped at the bottom of the street, right along the icy Sidra. 'Why should I have to try to do anything?' Her teeth flashed. 'I was dragged into this world of yours, this court.' 'Then go somewhere else.' Her mouth formed a tight line at the challenge. 'Perhaps I will.' But he knew there was no other place to go. Not when she had no money, no family beyond this territory. 'Be sure to write.' She launched into a walk again, keeping along the river's edge. Cassian followed, hating himself for it. 'You could at least come live at the House,' he began, and she whirled on him. 'Stop,' she snarled. He halted in his tracks, wings spreading slightly to balance him. 'Stop following me. Stop trying to haul me into your happy little circle. Stop doing all of it.' He knew a wounded animal when he saw one. Knew the teeth they could bare, the viciousness they displayed. But it couldn't keep him from saying, 'Your sisters love you. I can't for the live of me understand why, but they do. If you can't be bothered to try for my happy little circle's sake, then at least try for them.' A void seemed to enter those eyes. An endless, depthless void. She only said, 'Go home, Cassian.' He could count on one hand the number of times she'd used his name. Called him anything other than you or that one. She turned away- toward her apartment, her grimy part of the city. It was instinct to lunge for her free hand. Her gloved fingers scraped against his calluses, but he held firm. 'Talk to me, Nesta. Tell me-' She ripped her hand out of his grip. Stared him down. A mighty vengeful queen. He waited, panting, for the verbal lashing to begin. For her to shred him into ribbons. But Nesta only stared at him, her nose crinkling. Stared, then snorted- and walked away. As if he were nothing. As if he weren't worth her time. The effort. A low-born Illyrian bastard. This time, when she continued onward, Cassian didn't follow. He watched her until she was a shadow against the darkness- and then she vanished completely. He remained staring after her, that present in his hands. Cassian's fingertips dug into the soft wood of the small box. He was grateful the streets were empty when he hurled the box into the Sidra. Hurled it hard enough that the splash echoed off the buildings flanking the river, ice cracking from the impact. Ice instantly re-formed over the hole he'd blown over. As if it, and the present, had never been.”

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Book:A Court of Frost and Starlight
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“Tamlin answered the door himself. I wasn't sure what to remark on: the haggard male before me, or the dark house behind him. An easy mark. Too easy of a mark, to mock the once-fine clothes desperate for a wash, the shaggy hair that needed a trim. The empty manor, not a servant in sight, no Solstice decorations to be found. The green eyes that met mine weren't the ones I was accustomed to, either. Haunteed and bleak. Not a spark. It would be a matter of minutes to fillet him, body and soul. To finish what had undoubtedly started that day Feyre had called out silently at their wedding, and I had come. But- peace. We had peace within our sights. I could rip him apart after we'd attained it.”

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Book:A Court of Frost and Starlight
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“The only way to truly help most drug addicts and most alcoholics is to—instead of them—change reality.”

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Author:Mokokoma Mokhonoana
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“They scold their own hearts but it actuates no real change, only deepens the wound. But they can’t look away from it. Thus, by paralyzing their Present, we beat The Adversary on His home turf. And loop after loop, the depressed haunt and harrow themselves, sometimes for years, when they have only, for a brief moment, to look away from themselves, to look up.”

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Author:Geoffrey Wood
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“AM I RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT LOVE DID TO ME WHEN I HAD NO CLUE TO WHO LOVE WAS? Ever since I came to know who love is, I have been very careful. Am I responsible for what love did to me when I had no clue? के मेरे साथ जो हुआ था उसका कितना मैं ज़िम्मेवार हूँ जिस वक़्त मुझे नहीं था पता कि आख़िर इश्क़ कौन है”

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Author:Vineet Raj Kapoor
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“It is not wrong to feel sorry for yourself. Just like it is not wrong to sit in a puddle of water while the rain pours down on your head. But neither is productive, unless you enjoy feeling cold and miserable and soggy while mascara runs down your face.”

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Book:Slaying Dragons: Quotes, Poetry, & a Few Short Stories for Every Day of the Year
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“मुझे शर्मसार कर के समेटा गया है मेरा वज़ूद पूरी तरह कुरेदा गया है (विनीत) MUJHE SHARMSAR KAR KE SAMETA GAYA HAI MERA WAZOOD POORI TARAH KUREDA GAYA HAI I HAVE BEEN EMBARRASSED INTO SUBMISSION MY EXISTENCE HAS BEEN THOROUGHLY SCRUTINIZED”

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Author:Vineet Raj Kapoor
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“मुझे शर्मसार कर के समेटा गया है आसमां को भी इसमें लपेटा गया है आज़ादी बिकवा ज़िंदगी खरीदवा दी मेरा वज़ूद पूरी तरह कुरेदा गया है (विनीत) MUJHE SHARMSAR KAR KE SAMETA GAYA HAI AASMAAN KOH BHEE ISME LAPETA GAYA HAI AZAADI BIKVAA ZINDAGI KHAREEDVA DEE MERA WAZOOD POORI TARAH KUREDA GAYA HAI O THEY HAVE EMBARRASSED ME INTO SUBMISSION THE SKY TOO HAS BEEN ROPED IN TO FRAME ME COMPELLED TO SELL MY FREEDOM TO BUY MY LIFE MY EXISTENCE HAS BEEN THOROUGHLY SCRUTINIZED”

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Author:Vineet Raj Kapoor
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“2 March Mental Wellness Day DON'T SIT BEHIND CLOSED DOORS YOUR THOUGHTS WILL EAT YOU UP अजी बुए बारी पीड़ के न बैठो तुआनु अपनी सोच चबा जेगी (खा) ਅਜੀ ਬੁਹੇ ਬਾਰੀ ਭੀੜ ਕੇ ਨ ਬੈਠੋ ਤੁਹਾਨੂੰ ਆਪਣੀ ਸੋਚ ਚਬਾ ਜੇਗੀ AJI BUHE PHEED KE N BAITHO TUANU APNI SOCH CHABA JEGI”

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Author:Vineet Raj Kapoor
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“Robin was een tijd stil. Zijn arm weer omhaar heen terwijl hij nadacht, zij wiebelend in de vangrail, verder niks. 'Je doet elkaar pijn, je weet niet waarom, je voelt je schuldig.' Anna begreep hem niet. 'Hoezo doen jullie elkaar pijn?' Robin haalde zijn schouders op. 'Mijn moeder zei dat altijd, en ik denk dat het waar is. We doen elkaar pijn niet omdat we dat willen, maar om wie we zijn.”

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Book:Weg
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“Cassian was halfway up the dried riverbed when stones crunched and clacked behind him. He whirled to find Nesta facedown. Not moving. He swore, rushing down the stony path, and slid to his knees before her. The sharp stones bit his legs through his pants, but he didn't care, not as he turned her over, his heart thundering. She'd fainted. His relief was a primal thing in him, settling, but- He hadn't looked back at her in hours. Filmy white crusted her lips; her skin was flushed and sweaty. He grabbed for the canteen at his belt, unscrewing the cap, and pulled her head into his lap. 'Drink,' he ordered, opening her mouth for her, his blood roaring in his ears. Nesta stirred, but didn't fight him when he poured a little water down her throat. It was enough to have her opening her eyes. They were glazed. Cassian demanded, 'When was the last time you had water?' Her eyes sharpened. The first time she'd really looked at him in three solid days. But she only took the canteen and drank deep, draining it. When she'd finished, she groaned, pushing herself from his lap, but only onto her side. He snapped, 'You should have been drinking water throughout the day.' She stared at the rocks around them. He couldn't stand that look- the vacancy, the indifference, as if she no longer really cared whether she lived or died here in the wild. His stomach twisted. Instinct bellowed at him to wrap himself around her, to comfort and soothe, but another voice, an ancient and wise voice, whispered to keep going. One more mountain, that voice said. Just one more mountain.”

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Book:A ​Court of Silver Flames
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“It's scary, and downing, that I make my best music when I'm going through my depression... At that moment, all i can see is black, darkness and shadows, but in the bigger picture.. it's a blessing. When I look through all my work, my art, I wouldn't change or take away my depression and anxiety for ANYTHING.. because when i get those days of rainbows, and colors.. i know deep down, i'm only honest when i'm at the deepest of the oceans.. so it's like listening to a different side of my mind, that i never realize exists, until i get that little peek through the blinds, and finally see the sunlight.. THEN on those simple moments, even if they only last a few minutes, i know deep down... maybe i do have a talent. Maybe I have got something, a "gift", that some people call... So really, if it wasn't for my depression, i would never, truly believe I have anything worth giving. So I will NOT sit back and wish i wasn't clinically depressed, I will learn to embrace it, live with it, and talk my brain into believing, and fully knowing, I HAVE A GIFT. I AM WORTHY. I DO HAVE SOMETHING TO GIVE THE WORLD. I will not let my depression or anxiety control me. They can live here(in my mind), but they best know, I AM STILL, AND WILL ALWAYS BE IN CONTROL. .. BUT This is my home, and you're just living under it.”

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Author:Scott McGoldrick
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“I always started studying with the best intentions, telling myself that today just might be the day it all fell into place, and everything would be different. But more often than not, though, after a couple of pages of practice problems, I'd find myself spiraling into an all-out depression. When it was really bad, I'd put my head down on my book and contemplate alternate options for my future. "whoa," I heard a voice say. It was muffled slightly by my hair, and my arm, which I locked around my head in an effort to keep my brain from seeping out.”

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Book:Lock and Key
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“It's an unfortunate word, 'depression', because the illness has nothing to do with feeling sad, sadness is on the human palette. Depression is a whole other beast. It's when your old personality has left town and been replaced by a block of cement with black tar oozing through your veins and mind. This is when you can't decide whether to get a manicure or jump off a cliff. It's all the same. When I was institutionalised I sat on a chair unable to move for three months, frozen in fear. To take a shower was inconceivable. What made it tolerable was while I was inside, I found my tribe - my people. They understood and unlike those who don't suffer, never get bored of you asking if it will ever go away? They can talk medication all hours, day and night; heaven to my ears.”

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Author:Ruby Wax
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“I think there’s something very healthy about keeping your own cave clean. It is a good barometer of how your life is going, the state of your home. If it’s a complete tip, you’re taking on too much or depressed; if someone else has to keep it clean for you, it’s too big or you’re too busy.”

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Book:Clothes, Clothes, Clothes. Music, Music, Music. Boys, Boys, Boys
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“Many people who became successful were once first time global failures. But because they didn't give up on their dreams, failure could not sink them. They triumphed at last!”

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Author:Israelmore Ayivor
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“it has to be emphasized that if the pain were readily describable most of the countless sufferers from this ancient affliction would have been able to confidently depict for their friends and loved ones (even their physicians) some of the actual dimensions of their torment, and perhaps elicit a comprehension that has been generally lacking; such incomprehension has usually been due not to a failure of sympathy but to the basic inability of healthy people to imagine a form of torment so alien to everyday experience.”

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Book:Darkness visible: a memoir of madness
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