Jessica Dickenson

“But something changes after tragedy,” she says. “It’s like you’ve spent your whole life putting one foot in front of the other, knowing the ground would always be there to meet you, and then suddenly, one day… it isn’t. The bottom has dropped out. The unbelievable happens and you just… fall.”
― Maria Adelmann, How to Be Eaten

“One instant in a still light,
He saw Our Lady then,
Her dress was soft as western sky,
And she was queen most womanly–
But she was queen of men.

Over the iron forest
He saw Our Lady stand;
Her eyes were sad withouten art,
And seven swords were in her heart–
But one was in her hand”
― G. K. Chesterton, The Ballad Of The White Horse

“This is how you make love to a cancer patient:
You pull her towards you as closely as you can and your thumb plays over each of her knuckles and you say, “I love you.”
You say, “I love you.”
You say, “I love you.”
She says, “I know.”
― C. J. Hribal

“You imagined scenes in which someone tried to cheer you up… The repulsion that then took hold of you did not come from your rejection of this well-meaning woman, nor from the nature of the supposed objects of joy that she would show you, but from the fact that the desire to live could not be dictated to you. You could not be happy on command, whether the order was given by you or by someone else. The moments of happiness you knew came unbidden. You could understand their sources, but you could not reproduce them.”
― Édouard Levé, Suicide