So much that can neither be written nor kept inside!
Tomas Tranströmer’s cry into the Nordic night

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The world will knock you down plenty. You don’t need to be doing it to yourself.
Elizabeth Scott, Perfect You

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She let out a laugh, and then she put her hand over her mouth, like she was angry at herself for forgetting her sadness.
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close 

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She’s sitting right in front of me, but at the same time she’s a million miles away.
Haruki Murakami, After Dark 

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Our insanity is not that we see people who aren’t there. It’s that we ignore the ones who are.
Andrea Gibson 
And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep.
Kurt Vonnegut