“The past is an anchor with suffering written on the rope. I don't live there now. I am cutting myself free.” PastSufferingCuttingWrittenMmaRopeAnchorsCutting Myself Author:Mark Millar
“Worry was my mother's mechanic, her mechanism for engaging with the machinery of living. Worry was an anchor for her, a hook, something to clutch on to in the world. Worry was a box to live inside of, worry a mechanism for evading the present, for re-creating the past, for dealing with the future.” WorldPastMotherWorryCreatingBoxesMechanismEngagingHookMechanicMachineryAnchorsClutch Author:Charles Yu