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Malidoma Some Mental Illness Quotes By Brooke McKinley

It's too late for that. It's too late to go back," Danny said, gentle but firm. "Now you have to decide the man you want to be from here on out. — Brooke McKinley

Malidoma Some Mental Illness Quotes By Sunday Adelaja

When we overemphasise miracles we underplay values. — Sunday Adelaja

Malidoma Some Mental Illness Quotes By Charlotte Bronte

I am neither a man nor a woman but an author. — Charlotte Bronte

Malidoma Some Mental Illness Quotes By Garth Risk Hallberg

You're hung up on something that's never going to love you back. — Garth Risk Hallberg

Malidoma Some Mental Illness Quotes By James Arthur

I like poems that immediately claim my attention, instead of taking my attention for granted. At first read, I want to feel compelled to pick up the poem again; I want to be curious about its byways and secret corners. — James Arthur

Malidoma Some Mental Illness Quotes By Pascal Garnier

[T]he stars carried on calmly grazing on nothingness. — Pascal Garnier

Malidoma Some Mental Illness Quotes By Elizabeth Scott

Once upon a time, I did not live in Shady Pines. Once upon a time, my name was not Alice. Once upon a time, I didn't know how lucky I was. — Elizabeth Scott

Malidoma Some Mental Illness Quotes By Bruce Chatwin

A journey is a fragment of Hell. — Bruce Chatwin

Malidoma Some Mental Illness Quotes By Haruki Murakami

A certain kind of shittiness, a certain kind of stagnation, a certain kind of darkness, goes on propagating itself by its own power in its own self-contained cycle. And once it passes a certain point, no one can stop it-even if the person himself wants to stop it. — Haruki Murakami

Malidoma Some Mental Illness Quotes By Megan Abbott

Because she was solid gold, fourteen-carat, barely burnished despite twenty years of hard molling. But beneath it, I knew, beneath that gold and stardust, she was all grit and sharp teeth gnashing, head twisting, talons out, tearing flesh. She was all open mouth, tunneling into an awful nothing. — Megan Abbott