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Normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through traffic in a car that you are still paying for - in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car, and the house you leave vacant all day so you can afford to live in it.

Ellen Goodman

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Above all, don't lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.

Fyodor Dostoevsky

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The roots of all goodness lie In the soil of appreciation for goodness.

Dalai Lama III

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Six years later my mother's absence remained in the air around us, a deafening silence that I had not yet learned to stifle with words.

Carlos Ruiz Zafón

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Being Irish, he had an abiding sense of tragedy, which sustained him through temporary periods of joy.

William Butler Yeats 

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I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

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Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are.

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Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.

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In addition to my other numerous acquaintances, I have one more intimate confidant… My depression is the most faithful mistress I have known — no wonder, then, that I return the love.

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Résumé

Razors pain you, Rivers are damp, Acids stain you, And drugs cause cramp. Guns aren't lawful, Nooses give, Gas smells awful. You might as well live.

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Forever Alone

I understand what true pain is. Waking up without a soul; Existing forever, but always alone. I know where sorrow is born. In icy depths of man’s empty heart; His spirit of love to tear apart. I see misery in every face. Knowing no mercy, nor joy, nor peace; Only death can bring them ease. I hear loathing in every word. Every breath a burning pain; Lies, deceit, and wraths disdain. I feel hate inside mankind. Rotting filth, disease, decay; In their defence, nothing to say. I taste the rotting flesh of sin. Toxic putrescence, bitter and vile; Evil by nature, the mind of a child. I am the truth in all that you feel. My humanity stolen, compassion is gone; I am that which you know is wrong. I am in misery and darkness complete. Knowing no other than that of my soul; Destined for solitude, I am always alone.

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I reach deep into my lonely mind

I reach deep into my lonely mind and carve out a full moon. High into night’s starry sky I hang it like a mirror. Forever let it hang there, sending back the image of my love.