Introverts unite (individually).
Never explain what you do. It speaks for itself. You only muddle it by talking about it.
Shel Silverstein  (via lunagemme)
I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.
Edgar Allan Poe, Complete Writings (via violentwavesofemotion)
I need a life that isn’t just about needing to escape my life.
Robert Polito, excerpt from “Please Refrain from Talking During the Movie”  (via lipstick-bullet)
I want to be a work of art, at least in my soul, since I can’t be one in my body. That’s why I’ve sculpted myself in quiet isolation and have placed myself in a hothouse, cut off from fresh air and direct light - where the absurd flower of my artificiality can blossom in secluded beauty.
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
I think Muslims and non-Muslims alike should refuse to refer to ISIS as “The Islamic State.” They are not a state, they’re definitely not Islamic, they’re not even THE! Calling them “The Islamic State” legitimizes them and their perverse claim to such a name. Don’t do it, and discourage others from doing it as well.
I crave space. It charges my batteries. It helps me breathe. Being around people can be so exhausting, because most of them love to take and barely know how to give - except for a rare few.
Katie Kacvinsky
I’ve always been interested in people, but I’ve never liked them.
W. Somerset Maugham
Beware those who seek constant crowds; they are nothing alone.
Charles Bukowski, The Genius of the Crowd
Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It’s all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self portrait. Everything is a diary.
Chuck Palahniuk, Diary
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