On the plane leaving Tokyo I’m sitting alone in back twisting the knobs on Etch-A-Sketch and Roger is next to me singing “Over the Rainbow” straight into my ear, things changing, falling apart, fading, another year, a few more moves, a hard person who doesn’t give a fuck, a boredom so monumental it humbles, arrangements so fleeting made by people you don’t even know that it requires you to lose any sense of reality you might have once acquired, expectations so unreasonable you become superstitious about ever matching them. Roger offers me a joint and I take a drag and stare out the window and I relax for a moment when the lights of Tokyo, which I never realized is an island, vanish from view but this feeling only lasts a moment because Roger is telling me that other lights in other cities, in other countries, on other planets, are coming into view soon. Bret Easton Ellis
I'm tired of living unable to love anyone. I don't have a single friend - not one. And, worst of all, I can't even love myself. Why is that? Why can't I love myself? It's because I can't love anyone else. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>A person...
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Haruki Murakami
That’s love: Two lonely persons keep each other safe and touch each other and talk to each other.
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Rainer Maria Rilke
Sometimes I get real lonely sleeping with you.
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Haruki Murakami
If loneliness was a choice, what was the other option? To settle for second-best and try to be happy with that? And was that fair to the person you settled for?
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Lisa Kleypas
Sometimes the sound of silence is the most deafening sound of all.
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K.L. Toth
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What's right? If you want something, you have the right to take it. If you want to do something, you have the right to do it.
I want to stay, " and then, more weakly, "Need some more sun." A fly from a batch of seaweed lands on a white, bony thigh. She doesn't slap at it. It doesn't go away." But there's no sun, dude." I tell her. I start...
The book was blunt and had an honesty about it, whereas the movie was just a beautiful lie.
