Meanwhile in my head, I'm undergoing open-heart surgery - Anne Sexton
1128"Be touched. Allow loneliness to caress you with feathered fingers until the sensation consumes you. Smile as it picks at your seams and unravel if you must. If it crumbles you, crumble. If it tickles you, be tickled. Yield. Solitude is a human experience; don’t deny yourself an oportunity to grow. Accept the experience and be nurtured by it. Fill the gaps between your body and your soul with things that bring you joy. By this I mean deriving pleasure from simple things and allowing their beauty to brush you. Simplicity is key. Become your own lover and best friend. Appreciate the stillness which accommodates your own company. You know how when you adore somebody so much, all of their imperfections become perfect and you can find beauty in every freckle, blemish, tan line, and frown line that litters their skin? Take time to look in the mirror and view yourself as if you are the love of your life. Fall in love with faint details. Be affectionate. Touch yourself. Hold yourself in the way you wish to be held, kiss the back of your hand. You’re beautiful; appreciate your existence." - Thespiritualslut, from My Antidotes For Loneliness

Never be fooled into embracing lonely people.

They wrap fiercely
around the rare neck of this gift,
they will choke you.

Nothing. When you are asked for an embrace
tell them you will not surrender baby,
you will not surrender.

Then, break your promise and

" - Kiki Dimoula, from The Rare Gift

Each thing — each stone, blossom, child — is held in place.
Only we, in our arrogance, push out beyond what we belong to
for some empty freedom.

If we surrendered to earth’s intelligence
we could rise up rooted, like trees.

Instead we entangle ourselves in knots of our own making
and struggle, lonely and confused.

This is what the things can teach us:
to fall, patiently to trust our heaviness.

Even a bird has to do that before he can fly.

" - Rainer Maria Rilke, from What The Things Can Teach Us
781"Almost impossible to sleep; plagued by dreams, as if they were being scratched on me, on a stubborn material." - Franz Kafka, from Diaries
710"I carry the weight of the world by myself alone without anything or any person being able to lighten it." - Jean-Paul Sartre, from Being And Nothingless
1870"I and me are always too deeply in conversation." - Friedrich Nietzsche, from Thus Spoke Zarathustra
47203"I am a collection of dismantled almosts." - Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait In Letters
1687"How many days have again gone silently by?" - Franz Kafka, from Diaries
1510"I told her it takes
a lot of solitude to write a poem.
She told me it takes a lot of solitude
to die." - Ronald Baatz, from She Loved Mozart
550"I feel so lost among these entirely strange people." - Franz Kafka, from Diaries
533"I am alone in a hostile world." - Virginia Woolf, from The Waves
528"I cannot be tossed about, or float gently, or mix with other people." - Virginia Woolf, from The Waves
780"I am the weakest, the most innocent, the most trustful. You are all protected. I am naked." - Virginia Woolf, from The Waves
Sylvia Plath, from Street Song
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