“Finishing a book is bittersweet. You spend days getting to know the characters. Learning their nuances, their faults, their loves, their lives. They become your friends, acquaintances, enemies. And after the story ends, you miss them. You look for them in your own life, wonder where they’ve gone, you forget that they aren’t real. You fall in love with the hero and dream of him at night. The strange girl becomes your best friend. Their heartaches become your heartaches. You laugh when they laugh. And cry when they die. Eventually you realise they aren’t a part of your world, you were just briefly visiting theirs.”—by whimsicalenlightenment (via enjoyingjoy)
“There is something about compliments that scares me. Part of the reason may be that… there is a part of me that knows I am not as good as his compliment implies.”—Hugh Prather "Notes to Myself: My Struggle to Become a Person"
“Insecurity can mean lack of self-knowledge: I am not secure with myself — I can’t rely on myself — I don’t know how I operate. I am insecure to the point I keep parts of myself hidden from myself. Or insecurity can mean I know how I operate, but don’t think it’s good enough. When I find myself trying to figure out beforehand how I act (should act, that is, planning it out), this shows me I lack respect for the way I am — I can’t be trusted to be perfect, and so I have to make rules. Otherwise, I just might slip and be a human being.”—Hugh Prather "Notes to Myself: My Struggle to Become a Person"
“Every day we’re told that we live in the greatest country on earth. And it’s always stated as an undeniable fact: Leos are born between July 23 and August 22, fitted queen-size sheets measure sixty by eighty inches, and America is the greatest country on earth. Having grown up with this in our ears, it’s startling to realize that other countries have nationalistic slogans of their own, none of which are ‘We’re number two!’”—David Sedaris (via dailysedaris)